‘Okay,’ she sighed, relieved. ‘Will you be right here when I get back?’ ‘Sure,’ he said. ‘Be careful.’ As she hurried away, he knew it...would take good fifteen minutes to walk there and back and to deal with the long lines in front of the restroom. He was glad because a plan had just formed in his mind. He’d have to hurry before she returned. By the time she reached the head of the line, Cassie was just before dancing. She felt her eyes begin to tear. When she finished, she cut through the crowd. It was a quick session and several ladies arrived early, giving his student a knowing look. The course the ladies were taking consisted of two hours of class time, and an hour of range time. The ladies were an attentive bunch. He'd learned in his brief time as an instructor that women were easier to teach. They didn't have many preconceptions about what was right or wrong, as far as firearms went. On the range, they were a little more skittish about the loud noises. They could also be nervous. He had almost 400 friends.I clicked on some of his friends. Most of them were red hair girls that looked similar to me. I was shocked to find that a lot of them had photos of themselves nude or engaged in other sexual acts. I clicked on his favorite videos. Most of them were girls with other girls. At first I was repulsed. How could he view such sin? Didn’t he know that it was so damning to be interested in gays and lesbians? I clicked on a video and started watching it. It started out. He was thrusting and pounding me, banging my cock hard into the ground to a point where it was unpleasant. I reached out in front of me for whatever in the open carpet desert, and I found my body giving out, just going limp and taking whatever he was going to do to me and making the best out of my horrible decision. I felt my cock slowly fading away and feeling as if I was being fucked like a little whore, and I began thinking disgusting dirty thoughts of myself if I was a girl, and how the.