Around 4:30/5 pm the host posted a message that the party time was changed to 6 pm without contacting myself or J to see if we could make it earlier. ...n the way to the hotel I contacted D and gave him the hotel and room number. He said he'd be there. When we arrived at the hotel at almost 7 pm which was the original time we were told that a couple guys that had been there at the early time had left already since I wasn't there. Another member - R - was in the room when we got there. The host. " Good, we're just going over some assignments for our classes. Sit down," and she patted the spot next to her.Ms. Lynch was pretty, very pretty. I had a crush on her when I was in her class and, to tell the truth, I always kept an eye out for her around school. She was that pretty. Soft, brown hair, nice figure, boobs just the right size.I heard Mrs. O'Keefe coming down the stairs so I started to stand up when Ms. Lynch took my arm and said, "Sit down, Russell, just relax."Then, my teacher. " I did. "Sit! You little vixen" she ordered. As i sat, Becca turned to her right and cocked her left hip at me presenting the zipper to her straight skirt. My fingers again barely grazed the fabric as I lowered the slide feeling each click of the brass teeth as they released. I looked up at her when I reached the bottom and she instructed to me pull it off and fold it as well. Now she was standing in front of faggot little body clad only in womens underclothes."Does my prissy little fag want. “You’re very pretty.” That meant yes, or rather, no, but I’m trying really hard so please don’t be angry with me, in fairy girl speak.“So are you. Now come, it’s warmer inside.”Thing was, I was perfectly comfortable right here, but bee girl wasn’t about to take no for an answer. She simply took control and I, being who I was, played along, holding her hand loosely as I stumbled, skipped, and meandered alongside, often pulling us both off the pathway through the grass, singing a little tune.