Jake and I took the right bed they took the left. Jake reclined on his back and encouraged me to explore his body. My hands ran over his beefy, hairy ...masculinity from head to foot. He had me stroke and handle his manhood, every aspect of it. His legs spread wide with his knees bent granting full access to his crotch. I hefted his huge testicles and even rubbed the butt crack below. He purred in pleasure through all of this then finally told me it was time to get me ready. “Get on your side and. . I don’t even know your names!”“Oh, sorry,” said Anita. “We’re the Andrews. That’s Cory and Laurie, and this is John, and I’m Anita.”“Pleased to meet you.” Caroline turned to her husband and said, “Malcolm, take Mr. and Mrs. Andrews across the hall and stuff them in the shower, too.” Turning back to Anita and John, she said, “Please, they’ll be all right. I’ll find them something to wear, and then find something for you two. Now go, go.” Malcolm led the pair from the room.Once she was alone. "The way she phrased it made it sound like a regular performance review, butKarl knew it was more. She crossed the office and opened a tall cupboard,revealing a long mirror on the inside of the door."Take a good look at yourself." Karl stared at his reflection. Although hehad seen it every day, it was the first time in the last few months he hadtaken in its significance. He must have lost nearly forty pounds, and not asingle hair was visible on his body. His slim legs were clad in sheer. “Good morning, everyone,” he said. The class murmured a good morning back to him.“I know that no one is excited by this, so, in the interest of fairness, all names have been placed in here.” He held up the bowl and shook it. “And will be drawn out at random. Please be ready when your name is called.”And so it began. The first student stammered through a speech on the Revolutionary War. Or maybe it was French and Indian war. Hell if I know, I really wasn’t listening. It might not have even been.