Edwards!” Jesse said. “He saw us kissing and told us to stop.”“When was that?”“Before.”“Have you kissed at school since?”“Sure. At...lunch. There’s a spot by the lockers where nobody really can see us unless they walk right up.”“And it’s just kissing?” Dad asked.“No, we got naked and did it on the floor in the hallway with the whole eighth grade watching and taking notes for the quiz,” I said sarcastically.Dad smiled the way he always did when I said stuff like that.“Sorry,” he said. “I guess. He looked down at himself again, mouth open in shock, realizing suddenly that he was Ms. Foster. He was wearing the same clothes that she had been, and even had those two bumps pushing out of his chest that she did. Curiously, he grabbed one of them, then pulled his hand back quickly when he felt that it was a part of him. Davie came running up to him, yelling "Who are you?" Stevie stepped back, afraid that Davie would beat him up again, then stopped, smiling. He chuckled to himself,. She knelt on the edge of the bed, fully attired, the bridle pulled back tight, her tiny breasts poking through the chest halter, which was tied tight like a Victorian corset, making her small arse stick out, 'Push it in', she slavered through the bridle, her saliva dripping off the leather and wood piece at the back of her mouth.I went in behind her and coated the plug with an anal lubricant, then taking my finger inserted it up and poked around, slowly working her open, and then without. They had a lot on their plates and barely had time to spend together, especially outside the bedroom.Other than great sex, did they even have similar interests? Sure, they were both entertainers, but she was R&B’s bad girl with a reputation for partying too hard and hanging out with bad boys, whereas he has been a rising country superstar just getting his first taste of fame and celebrity. What would bind them together when the sex grew rote?Keisha shuddered at the thought of their sex growing.