I watched as her breathing picked up and her stiff nipples presented themselves even more to me. They were sharp points high on her chest. I knew her ...hole mound of tit flesh was aroused and appeared swollen. They had a vague cone-like shape with peaked tips of hard nipple. I looked down and her crotch . . . which was now definitely moist. I thought before, the dark spot might be wishful thinking. But I could see the darkening area of wetness and a very few small wispy hairs caught at the edge. The moment I do that Irealize what a babe I am and wonder at how fine he is to have done thisfor me... I have to record this. I didn't used to be a Babe. I didn'tused to call myself Liz Helton. I was Harry Eddings. I was a down onhis luck resident writer at a magazine. And I had this roommate. Henever told me his name, and walled off his side of the apartment fromtime to time, using partitions he brought with him. But he kept usahead on the rent so I should care.It worked okay, till one day.... She sat up and asked me to put some on her back offering me the bottle. I applied the lotion, she thanked me and lay back down. I decided I needed a swim and returned to the water. I played in the swells. It was still too rough to really swim, but it cooled my blood and turned my mind from the thoughts of what I would like to do with my relative. I determined to get to the bottom of the mystery. When I came back from playing in the water Michelle was covered in her wrap. She had had enough sun. Gavin picked up a pair of scissors from the cupboard and opened themaround the base of Teresa's penis."Do you believe us now?" Gavin asked me. "We thought we'd check Teresa outbefore we finished. We could have left school without knowing if she was ashe or he. Now we now. Unfortunate for you, of course. You never reallybelieve them."So, there it was; my fantasy girl teacher was, indeed, a man! Teresa had apenis instead of a pussy! The rumours were true. The problem was how toget us both out of.