"I don't hate you anymore, Mom," she alerted me, getting on the bed with me. "I love you ultimately, Kate." Hey, even though we're going to have regul...ar sex, the name is still 'Mom,' got it?" Sorry, Mom," she muttered, gently smearing my juice with her fingers. "It won't happen again." Good, now quit teasing me, my slit wants that schlong buried deep inside right now. If you want to be my girlfriend, then you are going have to please too." "I was just building up anticipation, bitch," she. Maybe I could think straight then. I finished my second helping, washed my plate, and began to leave, but she grabbed my arm, pulling me towards her. She asked what I was doing, and I made a stupid excuse. She pretended to believe me, and leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. I moved to avoid it, but somehow ended up maneuvering us into a gentle lip touch. The gentle brushing sent fire, ice and lightning throughout my body, and suddenly we were playing tonsil hockey in ways that would get us sent. Mr. Davis always referred to me as his special helper, which always made the adults in the room snicker behind his back.I've asked him to stop calling me that since they might suspect something, but he had told me he wanted all these young men to know that he had the game to be fucking a college girl. One guy was even ballsy enough to ask if he had the hots for me and he just replied, "Well, of course, she's my girlfriend."Many women seemed to be turned off by this, but all the men were in awe.. "Sorry to ask such a silly question," I was dumfounded. "Why would a guy marry another guy?" "For the thousandth and hopefully last time," Candy groaned. "Once enrolled in this program you are legally considered to be a female. As you'll soon see your birth certificate will say "Female" for your sex, your drivers license will say female, every piece of ID you have will be for a female named Bethany Lynn Chandler. All of your old school records have been changed, everything that once said "James.