..''''ahhh ahhh ahhhh yes yes cumm cummm Mike cummm please quick quick ahhhh hahhhhh ''she act like nothing when they went out faking t have overslept...her son looking so damn happy asking what was for breakfasther prince looking at his friend with pet eyes full of cum pantied up , becoming a faggot in front of her she left the go to the pool, her boy ass way too bubbly in his tight swimsuit she thought as he walk away''hes going to fuck you all day.....''she whispered to herself letting him go ,. I wondered if I wasstill dreaming. I had never had a dream like this before, but maybe itwas possible. I tried to pinch myself, but no difference.It occurred to me that if I wasn't dreaming, I was in trouble. Could Itell anyone I wasn't this girl? Who would believe me? And even if by somemiracle someone believed me, what could they do? I somehow doubt anybodyknows how to do a soul transplant.For that matter, I wasn't sure where my real body was. If my soul was inher body, was she in mine? Or. He dug into the pocket of his very white, crisp shirt and showed me an “official” looking letter. I couldn’t read it in the fading light and asked him to tell me about it. In response, he switched on the battery-operated “headlight” on the boat and asked me to read it. I leaned forward, and in the light of the lamp I was told he was now Squadron Leader Arun Venkataraman on the successful completion of his course. I sat back, folded the letter and put it back into his pocket. All reservations. So I decided to see what he was doing. There was Sarah a new girl in our school. She just moved to this skool and she was only 14,she got moved up to the high because she was pretty smart.So anyways, Mark went in there and they were in there alone. Sarah screamed "what the hell are you doing in here!" but mark put his hand over her mouth and took her to a corner. And he started puttin his hand under her shirt. She started to cry and tried gettin away. But he was to big. And then mark saw.