.. on her way to some horse camp for adolescents with rich parents. Diane and Cathy were best friends in high school and had both owned horses and the... boarded them at the same stable. They seemed to be like sisters when they were growing up and to this day, they even look and sound a lot alike. Cathy often came to campus for a weekend and I guess it was Diane's turn to visit her.The week went slowly by. Work was drudgery, TV was boring, and the campus was dead. I found myself on Saturday. ”Cherry thought for a second and said, “You don’t want to tell me. Do you?”I let out a deep sigh and said, “It’s not that I don’t want to tell you; it’s just you’d probably think I was crazy or delusional or something.”She replied with a wink, “You ARE crazy; nothing new there!” Then she dropped the humor and said, “David, you know you can tell me anything.”I said, ‘ok’ and proceeded to tell her the full story: how I had the dream about Katie; the ‘TV’ she wanted me to watch; the apartment. Now I do the rest." I start pushing again. Sunny screams, with the sudden force of my rapid thrusting hips pushing the thick shaft deeper into her. " Oh my god," she screams. Her eyes wide open, she is gasping for a breath, she feels like she is being torn apart by my massive cock for the second time. The searing pain rushing through her like a tidal wave, the feeling of being impaled on my shaft slowly turns the pain into pleasure, she has never experienced. My thrusts are hard, fast and deep,. The waitress was tall and quite attractive. She wasdressed in a French maid costume and wore it superbly. Meg looked atme and remarked that the hostess and waitress were both males. I wasstunned.The waitress returned with our order, rather, Meg's order, white wineall around. Beth and I looking around the large dining room amazed atthe variety of guests. All of the diners appeared to be female togreater or lesser degree. A few of the obvious sissies were kneelingon cushions next to their.