~~~Six months later..."Are you excited?" Carrie asks, linking her arm in mine as we enter the department store."Well yeah! Bathing suit shopping was s... hard before - always worrying about how to hide my cock. But no more!" I say, patting my flat pelvic mound. "I know you had a rough recovery after surgery, but it was worth it, right? You are pussylicious now." I love that word - pussylicious." I smile, kissing her cheek. We head to the swimsuits and dive right in, grabbing lots of swimsuits.. ” He said as he stood up with his magical sack over his shoulder. I couldn’t believe my eyes as I watched him place the presents underneath the tree. There were big and small box shaped parcels labeled to me and my fiancé. He was muttering to himself with each present he laid under the tree and just like my dream, I stood up and approached him slowly. Each step I took, I could feel a presence of magic surround me. I reached my hand out and brushed my fingertips against the soft material of his. Now for you youngsters reading this, “back in the day” as they say, in the early seventies, there was no internet, no DVD’s, not even any VHS tapes or players. The only porn was eight millimeter or Super 8 movies that required a big and bulky projector to view. So all we really had were magazines and pictures that we purchased in Mexico, just across the Texas border in Nuevo Laredo. And we had some great porn; an entire briefcase full of pictures of spread pussies, hard cocks, titties, hard. If you do all of this then you will get an A in my class for the rest of the year and won’t have to do anymore of the homework.” Sara’s eyes widened. She didn’t know what to do. She wanted to pass the class so bad and not having to do any homework anymore would be wonderful. She hasn’t had sex for about 2 years and she has fantasized about having sex with Mr. Jones.Sara gazed down at her feet and said “All right. I’ll do it. But you promise no one else will find out?” Mr. Jones nodded and said.