‘Bloody hell yes!’ I cry, I open the stall door and there she stands. Stunning as ever. Her hair is pinned up and she wears a slinky, scalloped cu... wine dress. Her pert little titties are pushed up and they look damn good. A beautiful smile plays upon her lips and shows me white teeth. I wonder what her other lips look like. I’m sure they’re covered in silky black hair. I think she’s part Irish and French she told me.She enters my stall and she stares at me. ‘Well what have you been doing?’ she. The other man stood before me, His long hard cock was in front me his cock hanging out. I opened my mouth and let my tongue hang out. He seemed happy with this and stuck his cock in my mouth. It was hard to concentrate, but my tongue went to work as I started sucking a cock in my mouth, while another cock was fucking my ass, or as the man called it my boy pussy. This continued for some time, as both men agreed I was a good cocksucker and a good fuck. I could feel the man behind me speed up and. .. beautiful.And strong.I could do this.I had to do this.I went back to the classroom, and found a bizarre scene. It looked likea frozen tableau of just after ... what had happened to me. My youngerself was back in her male clothes, and the teacher was in the act ofunlocking the door.I looked at my younger self, and had this urge to take this poor childinto my arms, and tell her how sorry I was that this horrible thing hadhappened to her. Then I turned to this ... person who had. Only a few a times I ventured out alone to work out at the gym. Paul had gotten me a yearly pass for the gym so I went alone only because of getting Pauls money worth out of the yearly pass. I had learned living first at the foster homes and an orphanage then from my adopted parents to watch my spending. At long last the day of Paul and our marriage day came. My adopted parents and Pauls family attended the wedding. Paul came from a large family of five brothers all younger than Paul who was.