" Oh" my 'sister' laughed, "I'm totally smokin' your ass. I'm really good at this and you definitely need more practice.... But, then again, this is h...w I improved." It's not even a contest, honey" Mrs. Perkins said with a smile. The score stands at 8 checks for your sister and 2 for you."I blushed and my 'sister' smiled proudly.Mrs. Perkin, or Mommy, disappeared around the wall and we then heard some voices. Two more cocks were presented into each hole... So our break was over.An hour later,. A whiff of something rotten tugged at his nose. Addni had experience with most of the common forms of nightmare created by mankind. It was if men had a limited imagination and they kept dreaming up the same things, or maybe it was just our culture that taught everyone to be afraid of the same fears. This was no exception. He smelled the undead.The undead appeared in a graveyard across from a church. It was very stereotypical. The walking corpses had the slow, awkward gait of a Romero inspired. Come’ Again rushing to Maria, her roommate’s room, ‘I hope she did not take everything withe her.’ I was starting to see her intentions…. oh dear, Keela opened Maria’s lingerie drawer and found the perfect bra… 34 b, she rushed to me and put it on. White lacy great touch, but not matching set. She looked at me, ‘you look brilliant, my own lesbian wet dreams are coming true.’ Turning again to the lingerie drawer she found the matching thong, ‘dont you move, I am going to change your panties for. I felt more of a connection to the other reality, andbrought a few things across realities.As a boy, I learned in a more intimate way, what a girl wants and needs.And just as importantly, what they do not like and find offensive. Thishelped me be less awkward towards girls than most boys my age.As a girl, I was able to figure out boys a little easier than othergirls. I could pick out the ones that were true gentlemen a bit easier,and knew the ones that just wanted to go for a romp in the hay,.