Don't feel bad about being every man's dream and the perfect wife." Stop it, Jordan. I'm not perfect," she sobbed."It's the adjective Jerry uses for y...u all the time." As he said this, he put his arm around her shoulders in a consoling manner. Both Jordan and I were very concerned for Emily, and at the same time his eyes and mine were staring at her cleavage. Even in her fragile state, she exuded sex."Hey, Jerry, how about you forgetting about the clown suit and you and I putting on suits and. His rough facial hair tickled her spot and her thighs. Amy stroked his black hair as he tasted and licked her. He then unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt before sliding it off her body. ‘You’re just as beautiful naked as you were full clothed.’ He said to Amy, looking at her curvy body. Amy smiled back as she watched Kevin get on his feet. He ran his fingers through her hair as she unzipped his pants. She slowly pulled down his black boxer briefs and licked him nice and slow. Amy could hear his. It was as simple as that. She thought about him at work and smiled. His talk show was on every morning while she got ready for her day. Often they discussed the show over dinner, even light-heartedly arguing over the callers. She felt comfortable teasing him about the women that called repeatedly for him."I heard that woman propose to you this morning," Jessie told him."You must have been hearing things, Jessie. Only men called today." Oh, so it was a man that proposed then," she teased. " What Master Plan?" I wondered."Oh, never mind about that," she smiled at me. "We're almost home now anyway. This is going to be fun!"I felt completely confused by then. There was a Special Program for transsexuals? A Master Plan? The principal was running some kind of social experiment and I'd become his prize guinea pig? None of that made a whole lot of sense to me! What happened to just going to school and struggling to survive normal, everyday peer pressure? And there were thirty chicks.