Mrs. Johnson cupped the girl’s chin and raised her face as she studied Amanda.“I assure you my dear that you are breathtaking in your beauty. You ...hould be proud of your gift just not in a conceited fashion.”Having finished her appraisal of Amanda, Mrs. Johnson grasped the girl’s dirty blonde hair by the ponytail it was in and tilted her head back further where the teacher’s lips again tasted Amanda’s. Her fat fingers found the girl’s tender nipple and twisted it though not too roughly sending. So naughty!"But he loved it. He was slightly tenting out the panties as I said that."So you are still able to get your little clitty hard sweetie? Thosepills you're taking haven't yet stopped that from happening? So tell mewhat those pills that Amy is giving you are going to do to you."He took a deep breath and said, "Amy is chemically castrating me becauseit's what I want her to do. She says I will be a much better little girlif my balls shrink up and die and those pills will soon do that to. O suggested that my peachy ass cheeks would look just perfect held in gently by a nice little lacy number, or some frilly satin panties.He again sent me some links for women's underwear shops in the area and number of styles that are his favourites. I browsed the list he had given me and found a nice tasteful pair that I am sure he would approve of. They were rose coloured satin on the front with a revealing behind on the rear of the panties. A few strands of lace across the back which I. ’ She looked so genuinely sweet that for a moment I almost felt bad for what I was going to do to her, but I shrugged it off, quickly reaching down to do up my bathing suit, ‘Oh thanks, you are such a doll!’ I gathered my things and looped my arm in hers, bringing her close against my almost naked, sun-baked, skin as we approached her husband, knowing that his mind wouldn’t be able to help but compare us, ‘So you guys already got a view picked out, because it looks like there’s a bench right.