She looked really grim at that point. I told her about the training thatweekend and going to school on Monday. I told her about what Bill said,and tha... I decided to end it all when I saw him coming for me. Once Iwound down, she asked me a few more questions, about my mom and sister,then told me I could go back to sleep. I did.The next few days were a blur. They told me later that was because theyhad upped my medicine. I finally started to come back to normal, sortof, and a nice lady came in to. With two hands Cindy grasped it at the base and slid both hands down the length, stopping at his head which was almost too big for one of her hands.David said, "Come up her, let's join the others." Cindy stood and David easily scooped her up in his arm and carried her to the hot tub.Taking in the scene Peter said, "At this time, I think I'll just sink into the water too."David sat on the edge of the tub, holding Cindy on his lap. His cock dangling into the water. Cindy's hands were all over. " Whoa! Where had that come from? I hadn't givenany thought as to what was going to happen come September. Could I reallyattend school as Joan? Sure, I wanted to; but how? Would I get my asskicked every day of the week just for being me? I was reasonably surethat I could handle any difficulties that came to pass. I sighed and allsuch doubts slowly slipped away.I looked at Mom warily, unsure whether I should say anything. In the end,I didn't. We went and oohed and ahhed over the latest fall. “Are you into scat?” I apprehensively asked.“No, not at all, but as you know, ‘the customer is always right,’” he answered, quoting the old cliché.“But… Are you into fisting?” I asked, intrigued.“Jesus, Matt, I love fisting,” he qualified.“Giving or receiving?” I inquired.“Both,” he replied, before asking, “Have you ever tried it?”“No… Never,” I responded.“Well, Matt, this is your lucky day. Over the years I have got a lot of big toys here because of my marijuana trade with the front desk, and.