. coming...from... my... mouth?" I..." It struck me what she expected. "I got you. Word."She snickered. "That's a start. Now let's do something w...th that hairand give you some schooling in what-it-is in the hood."Two weeks later she declared me to be done with my lessons. It hadbecome second nature for me to walk with a butt-swinging swagger, standwith one hip stuck out to the side, move my hands in certain ways when Ispoke, and even enhance my words by how I showed my fingers. . That's heavy," she said and was silent for a few moments.She took another sip of her wine and asked, "Have, or are you talking toanyone about all this? Any sort of counseling?"I nodded. "I go twice a month. Because I was a 'ward of the state',they pay counseling fees until I am 25." And, how much do you tell your counselor?" she asked. "Do they knowthat you are trans? Do you talk about that with them?"I nodded. "Yea..."She nodded back "Good. What are they telling you to do?"I looked at. Adam was punctual, neat, pleasing in personality and physical appearance and was wise enough to keep his mouth shut unless he was asked a direct question.What impressed his drill instructors the most was his canny ability to remain attentive in the classroom, never sleeping, not even dozing or nodding his head no matter how boring the subject was or how hot the classroom would become. This amazing accomplishment gave more insight into Beckner's soul than the most intrusive of psychological. "Just the thick beast I remembered," she said, licking her lips. She stroked it a few times and then shoved it all the way down her throat. Holy shit how I'd missed this.She came back up, stroked it a few more times, and then took me in down to the balls again. She came back up this time twirling her tongue around the head, and then deepthroated me again. She continued on with a variation of that for a few minutes as I sat back and enjoyed it. I rarely cum from oral, but if anybody could.