Diane gave me a key. Thanks for all you’ve done for her. She’s made you some money this week.”“Okay,” the boss said. “Any time she has mor... bright ideas, give me a call.”“Don’t tell her the syndicate was my idea. I need to run if I’m going to get there before them,” Barry said, heading for the door.“I’ll hold them up a tad, no need to get out of breath.”Barry set off at a brisk walk, jogged down the street and got to the lift before Diane and the boys. He let himself in, poured a whisky,. I took a shower and lay down on the bed. I took a hand mirror, pulled my legs back as far as I could and looked at my ass. It was still stretched and loose from the poundings Carl had given it the night before. I slid my finger in, and it was sore and swollen. But it felt good, in a weird way. For the first time in this whole ordeal, I thought about how I was always very attracted to women, and never really thought about doing anything “gay”. And now, all of a sudden, I was a little bitch for. Relaxedfeminine moments when his training took over. When he becameSophie. Then he would find himself jerking back into reality witha start such as he remembered from college lectures when the fallof his hungover head had halted him on the brink of sleep's abyss.More and ever more it happened. It became ever easier for him toescape into acceptance. An unquestioning acceptance where hisdemons of thought were stilled.Monday brought a return to the routine of work and lectures. It wasif he had. She decided it would be too awkward to try to get out of her clothes while sitting in his lap; too much wiggling and clumsiness. She stood up. She wanted to turn her back to him while she undressed but then decided to face him. Maybe she would earn some points for bravery.Her skirt and shorts were quickly shed and she slipped out of her sandals, kicking them to the side. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She slid the straps down her arms, holding the cups to her chest. She.