Her nipples were rubbing against my chest like two marbles. Her tongue was slithering into my mouth. Her hands were running down my arms and onto my l...gs.She brought her hands up onto my chest and pushed herself up onto her knees, straddling my hips. She then dropped herself down onto my prick, impaling herself in one swift motion. She gave a quick squeak as I drove through her hymen but then immediately began bouncing her body up and down on my shaft.I tried to match her thrusts, but she was. I contemplated taking a baseball bat to his balls. I decided to remain relatively calm. I planned a different type of revenge.I guess I should tell you more about lauren. I was totally separated from normal k**s in sixth grade. I met all the other k**s from local schools also in the gifted program. I didn’t have Jason that year. My mom knew the better gifted program was not in my district. My great aunt was like my real mom. My mom worked too hard running a business and my aunt jonell babysat. Sunday I went to the pub as a normal guy and hooked up with an old flame.While we had good sex, it wasn’t click for me anymore; I did cum but it was more for here.She knew something had changed in me, when I left her place; I knew then that there was no turning back for me.The following Thursday I went back to the gay bar and chatted with a fellow cross dresser. His / her name was Anthony / Tonia, as that’s the forms she lives as.I then named myself Rebecca or Peter, my two forms.We drank and. She toughed through, though. Even though it had been a rough stretch, she still felt she was doing good. As the newest and most driven of the Psychiatry team, she felt that she could actually help some of the people at North Legion Mental Health Facility. But lately, that drive has been… tested. Three months ago, Zaya was assigned prisoner duty at a neighboring penitentiary. She had to help with inmates that were too far past what prison Psych’s could help with. It was a right of passage at her.