For a second he looked confused, then he went to jump off the bed to cover himself up, but I pulled out the gun and he froze. "Get back on the bed hon...y," I purred, the gun still pointing at his chest. "What's wrong? You were hot enough when you mailed me today. What's the matter? You don't like the look of me or something?" He was too stunned to speak, but he looked at the gun and climbed back on the bed obediently. I laughed. "I thought you said you had a huge cock?" I said dismissively,. He replied, "I'm just trying to figure out how I can get a high power test on a couple of TF34s (turbofan engines) that the mechs in my training class just overhauled. I need to check out the power settings so the bird can get a test flight out this week."I whistled and asked, "When did you start rebuilding engines? I thought we decided it would be years before any of our mechs had enough experience to attempt that."Mike grinned sheepishly and replied, "I picked up a couple of guys that had. She wanted to see my pencil drawings, charcoal and watercolor, also. She used everything to talk about the process, and allowed the class to comment on my work. Even I was a little nervous to have my creations critiqued. This was something I hadn’t mastered yet, and it was personal. Ms. Saunders had been teaching for years, and was good at guiding the conversation so that it was learning experience.I was a happy boy when she gave me an ‘A’ for my project, which in effect gave me an ‘A’ for the. Finally though we were told that we had completed our first course and that we could leave.Mrs Danbury waited while we undressed and returned our uniforms and our feminising underwear. Only then did she unlock each of the cupboards that held our clothes. Nothing was said about the metal cage that was locked about my cock. “Excuse me,” I asked pointing to my crotch, “can I have the key for this, please?”“Ah, I should have explained.” Mrs Danbury looked apologetic for a moment. “We’ll send the.