' I downed another shot of scotch. Stan did too after shrugging his shoulders and muttering, 'What the hell. I don't have classes tomorrow.' I though... quickly. Without Grams, I had no one to talk to about... Stuff. The nearest member of Grams, I mean, my coven lived in Louisville and all of my fellow coven members were at least a century older than me. The times I'd met them when Grams had called for coven meetings, they'd treated me like a baby still in diapers. Except for magic we had. ..Miss Steele?" "Call me Trish" she said, taking a seat across from him."What troubles you, Trish?" he said, fighting to keep his eyes on her face where they belonged. "It's all so confusing," she said, shaking her head of blonde hair, and very deliberately crossing her long, perfectly shaved legs. Rodger could not help but look down and as he did he was lost. He could not look away. Her sweet fuck fork mesmerized him. He blatantlystared at the thin black crotch band, at the soft pussy fur. She’s read about it.” “It’s not true.” “I told her all about it, John. I’ve never felt you as hard as when you were wearing my nightie. Jennie says that’s a sure sign that you have a penchant for femininity. She thinks you might even be gay. Are you gay?” “No!” I almost shouted. “Calm down, John.” “Sorry, I’m not gay.” “I told her you probably aren’t gay. It was quite funny really. We started thinking of names for you.” “What kind of names?” “Girls names, for when you dress up as a girl.” “But,. Like I said I tried to fight the feeling but I couldn’t. Then it happened. I as now moaning. Moaning from the pleasure that Al was giving me and my now soaking wet pussy. After 4 minutes of being fucked by Al, I could feel my pussy clamping down on Al’s big Cock. Then I came all over his big fat cock. Al continued fucking my now throbbing pussy. 5 minutes later I came for Al again. Al asked me do I want him to stop , I just kept moaning as the wash cloth that Ron was holding was no longer.