Look in the mirror and tellme that you don't see a lovely woman there." "I am not going to argue with you. That is eight weeks away fromnow. We'll cr...ss that bridge when we get to it." They left, and when they arrived at the supper club he was a bitanxious, but when the hostess asked if there were just the twoladies tonight he felt better. The hostess seated them at a cornertable to simplify his having to deal with the leg cast. Theyordered a pre-dinner drink and waited for it to be. His corset came next. For everyday wear, he did not need to tighten itvery much. Besides making his figure look nice, he mainly wore it toprovide support when he carried heavy items like firewood and milkbuckets. He wrapped it around himself, fastened a dozen hooks in the backinto loops, and then threaded the long lace back and forth in much thesame way that he had laced up his men's boots, tightening it and tying itoff the same way. It felt snug and reassuring, like a constant hug.His gown. Well, all the things we'd called on each other for. I couldn't know whether we could pick things up again next summer, especially since we would be graduating then, but I did want to let him know how awesome this summer had been.I kept thinking about this as we pedaled - trying not to let the friction in my shorts make me hard, because of course that makes for awkward biking. It occurred to me now that in some ways we had almost been acting like a couple. Which was, indeed, not exactly. Spurting against her stomach and back. Dripping down her legs, ass, neck. Landing on her breasts. The tentacles wiping it against her skin, rubbing it into her breasts and stomach, legs and ass. Finally the crazy, carnal shower ended. The last drops landing on her breasts, ass, on her tongue. She swallowed it down her throat. Hanging in the clutch of the tentacles, cum covering her so much it ran down her body. Never had she felt so dirty, so wild or so sexually fulfilled.The thing.