(I am not going anywhere. I love you and we can adapt together. There arealways dildos. Love Jen)October 27th 2012Went for a run this morning and shor...tly afterwards took Jen with me toget some sports bras. She persuaded me to get some plain cotton bras towear the rest of the time. She wanted me to get a sexy bra, no way.My supervisor for my masters asked me outright today whether I wastransgender and if it was still alright calling me Mark or whether Iwould prefer a different name. I didn't. He leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear that he wanted some of my "sweet thing". Well I knew exactly what he meant by my "sweet thing" as I had been giving it up to all the Black boys in my school for a year now. As his hands began to unbutton my blouse another of the boys moved closer and began to tug at my skirt. I instinctively stretched out my legs and raised my ass off the carpet so he could slide my skirt off over my sandals. My panties came next. I removed my unbuttoned blouse. She called me next to him while she held his cock in her hand which more than hung over her hand and she held me with her thumb and index finger all the while belittling my manhood. I learned he was 9 1/2 inches erect and 8 inches flaccid and very thick, I know this because she measured us both with a sewing tape she had brought. My acorn measured just over 1 inch in its cold state and was blue in color. She then got into her bag and retrieved my cage and locked me up and then told me to put on. Poonam lacked that finesse. So did Falguni. But here was a woman who gave me one of my best sexual intercourses.Chaitali, then reached to her dress and pulled it over her head. She was in her black bra and pink floral panty. She had medium sized breasts which were held firmly in B cups as I was told later. She was not as slim as I thought. She had just the right amount of flesh. She had a beautiful bosom. Her waist was sexy. Her navel was deep. Her pink panty was barely visible and merged very.