Shall we make an appointment?" No," she said dully, unable to think clearly for the emotions that were swirling through every raw nerve end of her bod...y, "I-I can't. What you're asking is impossible. I have never--never been with another man besides my husband. Why won't you let me alone? Find someone else, please!" Then I'll give you only a few more hours," he said angrily. "You let me know your decision tonight, before you leave here." I told you no." I'll ask you just one more time," he. I then went to the toilet and put the pantyhose in my pocket before going downstairs and commenting how they'd made the room look bigger by knocking between the toilet and bathroom.After a short while my friends mother said that she needed to go to the store and get some money from the bank, as it was coming up to my friends birthday and he lived abroad so she needed to get the currency and mail it to him. She also said that she would give me a lift home when she went out. I said goodbye to my. She finally asked me, “You need to ask some questions?” Yeah, dummy, you do! But that voice, so soft and feminine.The next several minutes were a haze. I thought I went through the questionnaire, but every time I heard that sexy voice or looked up a little more blood vacated my brain.I finished with the work I was sent there to do, sort of. She had never even told me her name. I stood to leave and she stood with me, asking if I’d like anything to drink. I had no idea how to respond, this was so. . Randi, I mean ... and I'd taken the sophomore under my wing, sorta. Much like Heather had with me the year before. Some of the black cheerleaders were still around, but some had graduated and some had moved with their families, or transferred to other schools. The school had belonged to them the year previously, but now the white transsexuals ruled. Kylie, Angie, Lisa, and a few others, and myself, of course. We had our boytoys, but not like the black transsexuals had dominated us. We liked.