That didn't sound right. I hadn't been enrolledin that class a week ago...EARLY APRILThe morning sun caught my locks as they fluttered in the wind. I ...ecidedto forego the ponytail today, despite my stepmom's urgings. I so muchappreciated her advice and counsel as I progressed deeper into my'retention of my kicking position' program.I didn't want to call it 'transition'; that term is just for pansies andpoofdahs, and I was hardly one; I was a kicker!My stepmom and I got along so well now. Just. “Circumspect,” she said. “If I’m going to do this, it’s going to have to be a secret. A real one. All my boarders knew about Mr. Farnsworth and me. We didn’t care, and they didn’t either. He was older than I and we were considered a good match.”“But you want us to sneak around?”“Absolutely,” she said without hesitation. “This would be terribly humiliating for me — for both of us — if it got out. I’m sorry, but I have a certain standing in this little city. A reputation.”“Okay, I can understand. There were other videos to watch in the package Dave had hand carried to Bret, the leader of the Group. Those also included a new video by Alice Angel – Dave’s wife.Lean sat is Dave’s lap. His long cock had been inside his hostess for most of the previous hour as they watched the first video. One or the other of them would squirm around or flex or twerk to keep them stimulated, aroused, and unquestioningly aware that they were fucking someone they really liked. Lean and Dave had kissed often. Actually, I believe the correct terminology for hair that colour is ‘auburn’. Her skin was quite pale, and I suspected her eyes were green. There was more than a touch of Irish in her, and I wondered if there was such a thing as a female leprechaun.“Will Morris, meet Michelle Jones,” he said.I went to stand up, to shake her hand, but she reached out her hand while I was still in the chair.“No, don’t bother getting up; at least this way I feel taller than you,” she said, with a mischievous.