”“OK. I’ve actually sent all my applications, now I just have to wait. They all already have my SAT and ACT scores because I took those tests at...the end of Junior year. Do you have to wait to send in your applications?”“No, I’m mailing them tomorrow, and they’ll hold them until they get the test results.”“Let me know when you find out.”“Of course! And you do the same.”We spoke for a few more minutes, then said we loved each other and hung up. I got right into bed and fell asleep.On Monday. "Y'know - what does the team do well, what could we do better, who's good at what. That stuff." He had you sit in on the coaching meeting?" Yeah. I saw Trucker does this thing where he slows down when he goes right but not when he goes left and I pointed it out and Coach Dutton asked if I'd noticed any other stuff like that." And you did?" Well, yeah. We all do dumb shit some times." Dumb what?" Oh, uh, sorry. Stuff. I mean, little things we don't even think about but it's like the difference. . maybe even one shaped like a penis. I would just go down tothe local sex shop and... maybe I should rather do that as a mantomorrow night since it might not be safe as a woman in that part oftown.I rushed over to the bedroom throwing my clothes off. Standing in frontof the full-length mirror that I had inserted into the cupboard door, Itook in the awesome beauty of the girl staring back at me. My groinfelt hot and moist, yearning for attention. I lay on the bed and beganto fondle myself, the. “Ooh my fucking god yes.. You know, I was just going to jack off onto your cute little girly face.. But I think I've got a much better idea..” she grinned darkly and angled herself differently so her cock was pointed down, hands gripping his head as she started to work her hips down, sinking her cock into his mouth.He squeezed her thighs, patting them helplessly as he squeezed his eyes shut, whimpering and squirming under her, as he felt the crown of her cock slip deeper and deeper, pressing.