I just waited patiently. “The closest thing I’ve had to love was probably my best friend in high school,” Jay finally admitted. “We did almost...everything together. We even fucked our girlfriends in the same bed. All of our interests were the same. If I wanted to hang out it was with him, not with my girlfriend. She was all mushy and lovey and I couldn’t stand that. “We double dated. We went on trips together. We went camping together. We never fooled around with each other. If he had initiated. "I believe that says you're to see your counselor in office 3C," he said, keeping his voice stern. "This is office 3C, Alina. I'm your new counselor. Mrs. Simon asked me to take over some of her students and you're one of them."He forced himself not to grin as some of the girl's old snobbishness returned to her expression. The look reminded him of her mother. She said, "Mom won't like this. You're not supposed to have anything to do with me at school, you know that. She was very clear in that. The next thing I know her bra falls off and I look up to see that she has unhooked her bra, she lies back onto the bed and I start on her boobs, one in each hand and my mouth fully sucking on one and toughing the increasingly hard nipples, once she starts to moan a little a begin to let of and move down he stomach kissing all the while and spending some extra time around her naval area. Soon I get to her skirt and until the lace upfront and slide it of her legs, next I unroll the stocking off. “Now the high heels” she said, indicating the stilettos I had worn the week earlier, “and show me how you look on the catwalk”.I did as instructed, walking up and down the bedroom floor then she told me to walk in front of her to the kitchen so she could ogle my arse wiggling. In the kitchen she had a bottle of Champagne on ice and opening it with some skill (I knew that a soft “pop” was better than a loud one) she poured us each a glass. “To my sexy lady-boy” she said, raising her glass in a.