.." I growled through clenched teeth as I lost the fight and gave in to the intense feeling. The first jet of semen was followed by more smaller pulsi...g spurts. I could feel Rachel swallowing and making small contented "mmmm" sounds. Hugging my legs she said "God, I needed that!". Standing we kissed and I could taste the tangy saltiness of my cum in her mouth. "You’re a very naughty little thing Rach" I smiled down at her. "It's your fault Emm", she retorted, "You just turn me on so much". Some. Relishing the moment, I continued to clean, enjoying the sensation of being a pretty French maid. Lost in the blissfulness of the situation, smiling at how effeminate I had become, how ladylike I felt and how beautiful I looked in the mirror as I pranced around the room. I didn't even hear the door open as Carla's husband Tim wandered in, standing by the door, watching intently while I fluffed the pillow on the bed. As I turned around, I let out a girlish scream, realising I was no longer. We carry it with us as we travel through life until the responsibility has been fulfilled. Our conscience reminds us of it whenever we are offered a divergence from our everyday existence. Will this diversion interfere with this or that responsibility? If the answer is yes, we shoulder our burden and continue past the diversion ever mindful of our responsibility. Sometimes we go on with the diversion, but the activity is tainted with guilt.Life would be so simple if only one responsibility was. ’After mum had gone, Betty made us some drinking chocolate and we sat talking. Then she asked, ‘do you remember that time you touched me up?’I had almost forgotten my indiscretion. Strange to bring it up now after almost two years. ‘Yes.’ I thought it best not to elaborate my answer.’Then she took my empty cup off me and stood up. ‘Time for bed.’I bid her a goodnight and she left me to sort my sleeping arrangements with the settee. Not having any pyjamas, I stripped down to my pants and.