Want only the best for you.’ With a wistful look, he finished, ‘I guess I just wish I had been the best for you.’ Not wanting to stay and receiv... pity from the woman he loved, Derrick turned on his heel and walked out into the hall. The two left in the kitchen could hear his rushed goodbye to the family eavesdropping from the living room. ‘I had better go check on her, Donald,’ the pair heard Mrs. Jones say, followed by footsteps in the hall. Daisy spun out of Jake’s arms and practically. I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of getting exposed as a crossdresser to my student friends, so coming out on campus was not in my plans.As my first term dragged on, my frustrations increased, but relief was on the horizon. I decided to go to a neighbouring city for an exhibition, and the route from the station to the museum took me through the LGBT area. It wasn’t planned. I didn’t even know it existed until I was in it, but it was a revelation. Amongst the colourful cafes and bars nestled. Shakia shared a smile with her comrades. There was much for him to learn yet. And they were excellent teachers.He was new and yet to be introduced to the torture chambers. The Ha'ekthe clan were just the right ladies for such an introduction."You're late," she told the women as they came over.The one leading gave her a haughty glare. "We got a little carried away with him. Forgot the time."Shakia snorted, looking the boy up and down. She smiled. Very lovely. Good body. Beautiful face. Looked. She was a tall brunette who was rounded in all the right places, including a spectacular pair of shapely breasts.She was sitting on a stool at the front of the class near the windows where she could see the students and the blackboard at the same time. Her narrow, tan skirt was very conservative when she was standing, but when she sat with her legs crossed there was a lot of bare leg to feast the eyes upon.She was wearing a very interesting blouse. It was white and shiny like satin, with a row.