My note said," I'm not a real woman, but am a sissy crossdresser. If you knock again, I will open the door. His knock was immediate, and so I did.This...man was probably near 60, pot bellied, and bald. I thought he looked a bit like the cartoon character of Bill on King of the Hill. We chatted a bit and he was very nervous. He said his wife had died 6 yrs back and he hadn't had any sex at all since then. And he'd never seen anyone like me before. He had been convinced that he was coming up to see. " I love you, Tara," Danica mumbled, rubbing her rack."I love you both," I added, delivering my last shot.My whole figure rattled, but we both stood up properly and enjoyed the sight. Even after I couldn't let another drop out, Tara kept rubbing my wood slowly. My arms stayed around her too, but after a moment, she turned to me.She kissed me once. "I love you, Kirk. Do you think I'll be as sexy as my mom when I'm her age?" No, you'll be even sexier."She smiled and pecked my cheek before. She didn't know what, looking after a large and unruly dog perhaps, or cleaning up the bodily fluids after some rich and pampered old sot who could barely remember his name. Both of which had been unmentioned before arrival in previous jobs, and for a lot less money as well.Not that she was complaining, even if she did have to help him bury bodies in the garden, she was willing to put up with it for the much needed money.Donna half smiled, half grimaced at her little joke. "You stop that Donna. "Cassandra, your grades are beginning to fall. I would like you to come in so we can discuss how to bring them back up." I wasn't sure but I could have sworn his eyes had strayed from mine down to the little bit of cleavage I was showing that day. I responded telling him I would be there right after school. * I walked into Mr. James' classroom and the lights were off. I figured he must be in his office. I headed towards the back of the room to the door that led into his office. One knock. Two..