"You're really happy being a girl now aren't you Jessica," Andrew asked "Doyou think you could be just a boy again?" I'll still be wearing male clothe... at times, like when I start work, justas Denise does. I know I'm very happy being this girl, I just adore wearingall these gorgeous clothes and being treated as a girl. I know I've stillgot a lot to learn, but I don't think I could be a normal sort of boyagain. I really don't know even though my cock is still there and operatesjust the same. I. He withdraws and she orders me to swallow, I dutifully obey and swallow the large amount of spunk that was in my mouth, he was definitely a heavy cummer as there was easily the same again over my mask and chest. Half way to being my slut, she announced as they both leave the room.Alone with my thoughts as I savour the taste of spunk mixed with her juice, my cock aches hard against its cold steel cage, I know any orgasm I may have tonight will be prolonged and uncomfortable, even so I will enjoy. He must have been reading my mind at that point in time because I felt his hand across my buttocks and I stood firm in my spot as he pressed closer into me. It was a nice feeling that snugly fitted in between the length of my buttocks, firm and thick, warm, generating its own heat, transmitted through my thin cotton dress, aided be the fact I was not wearing panties, and onto my naked flesh, where it was absorbed, stoking my heat in my loins, lubricating my own desires.As we rocked with the. Calvin Cob, a Tik farmer was elected to be the new magistrate and he appointed me to be the head of the home guard unit. I accepted, because I knew someone had to do it and I had some military experience.Our guard unit had grown to 135 members. During our training I had tried to move the biggest men to the swordsman's walls and the smaller men to be in the missile troops. I had upped the number of slingers in the squads to four, so the squads now consisted of 12 men.We had added an additional.