That is unless I had my gender changed legally and then it would be fine to always refer to me as a she.I said right then. "NO WAY! Nobody is cutting ...Willy off!"Everybody laughed real hard then. I mean they really laughed! Angela who had taken a sip of coffee to stop laughing started coughing when she couldn't stop laughing! GEEZ!Mrs. Perkins said, "Don't worry Tammy, nobody is going to take your good friend Willy from you unless if and when you decide you don't need him anymore." She started. But it never seemed to work. The sex was boring and dull, and inevitably his mind would wander back to those days with Vespers… where the sex was fantastic. What Bond needed was a major shakeup in his life. Something to jar him out of the apathy he was feeling. As his plane landed in Istanbul, James was ready to dive back into his work. He enjoyed being back in Turkey where the women often had dark hair, dark eyes, and a smoldering sexuality. Perhaps he could kill 2 birds with one stone on this. Eventually I felt his hand on my knee. I pretended not to notice and focused on his other hand holding his drink. He had large, well shaped hands with long fingers. I began to feel my leg get hot. He moved his hand up under my skirt and higher up on my thigh. Against my will my breath grew ragged and my pussy began to swell. I could feel my mouth begin to water as I became aroused. I licked my lips nervously as he began to stroke my mound over my pantyhose.I was at the point of no return. I had. Fortunately, if Aunty Beverly was shocked or angry,she did not show it. Instead she sighed softly then sat on the bed besideme and put her arms around my heaving shoulders. After waiting for mytears to abate she heaved a deep breath then smiled and spoke softly. "I take it that you have then."I nodded my confession then buried my face in her soft breast again asthough somehow begging absolution. Aunty Beverly gently prised my facefrom her ripe cleavage and took my jaw in her fingers. Gazing.