I was very humbled when her brothers Orrin and Jason offered me Steph's account. (I was equally humbled that their cocks were in my mouth and my cunt ...hen they made the offer, but that's just the way I am.)Basically, I like to be submissive to male authority, which all guys possess through their dicks. No, I am not talking about whips, chains, leather, or any of that kind of shit: Hey, if a man can't dominate me with the equipment God gave him, then how much of a man can he really be? I learned. Domestic? It seems to suit you." Me? Domestic? Hardly! Let me get you some coffee."We sat and sipped our coffee, then he put his arm around me, pulled mecloser, and kissed me. Not hard, but enough to let me know what hewanted. Even after living as a woman for over four months, I was stillvery unsure of myself, especially where a man was involved. Idesperately wanted to be a woman, to be totally accepted as one, andGreg was obviously prepared to help me in that regard. My most closelyheld secret. He sighed and almost rolled his eyes. ‘And what seems to be the problem, hmm?’ ‘Garretson does not belong in the teaching profession.’ ‘And yet, somehow she made it here.’ ‘Which is astonishing to me. You’d think they would try to weed these people out.’ ‘She cares for her students, Deborah.’ ‘She cares for the wrong ones. The trouble makers.’ ‘All of our students are important to us, Mrs Brady. We have to care for them all.’ ‘But it’s different types of caring, Principal Edwards. With students. “Would you join me and another woman if you were asked?” “Yes,” I indicated, again trying to hide my delight and keep a straight face. This was unbelievable. I could hardly believe what I was hearing. Other than my embarrassment at my own obvious lack of experience, I was excited. A young, attractive lady was interested in having sex with me, and we had weeks and months of opportunities ahead of us. And, it was clear that she was talking about more than missionary fucking! The bulge in my pants.