Now they could provide moral support for each other, because they were both in the same situation.The next day at school, Jeff received another surpri...e, this one much more unwelcome. He had just arrived at school and was looking for Kari when his friend Jesse greeted him."Jeff, can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Jesse. He had a sly look in his eye that Jeff didn't like. Usually that look meant some perverted fantasy of his that Jeff would have to listen to. That was just Jesse's. Her car wasn't in the driveway but she could have been in the garage. He got to her room and knocked on the open door and stuck his head in, "hello?" he called again and step gingerly into her room. Maybe he could snag a pair of her panties real quick he thought and hold on to them for later when she went to her room and he to his to masturbate. He walked toward her dresser drawer, but as he passed by her master bathroom something caught his eye.There, on the tile floor was a lacy pink pair of. She seemed eminently more prepared for the new world. You could say it fit her like a latex glove. After a few drinks at a local bar, Michael fell under her spell. Despite her stern nature, she had a warm, understanding side. She'd listened to his troubles, nodded along, soothed his anxieties and before long, was outlining exactly what Michael needed. A strong woman to help lead him into the new paradigm. A woman like her.Michael smiled as he walked down the hallway with her clothes over his. I can pretty much guarantee those bodies will never be found."Anyway, you ready for a ride?" So, this is okay?" she asked letting it drop. I told you she was no dumb blonde."I'm going to have to get you a pole if you keep fishing for compliments," I huffed."You know perfectly well that you're absolutely perfect. You'd look perfect in a burlap bag." An old lady can never have too many compliments," she grinned."Old lady!" I barked. "I can spank," I warned her."I'll keep that in mind," she.