...." she starts to say."Yes my dear? You think what?" I ask her as she finishes her cigaretteand has another sip of her coffee."I think it has change...d me," she says as I give her a funny look."Changed you? What do you mean? Changed you how?" I ask her, soundingmore than a little curious."Well, you are going to think I'm crazy, but I think it has changed meinto a girl," The pretty young blonde then says to me as I try not tolaugh at what this young woman has just said to me."Are you saying you. Sara nodded. This school might not be so bad after all, she thought.?But there remains the issue of your using the word ‘I’ and ‘my’,? the headmaster said, his eyes narrowing. ?And so you’ve simplified one thing for me, my dear.?Dunnes smiled, taking pleasure in the growing fear in her eyes. ?One of my brother’s breeders died last night in labour. I have the option of choosing any female in this facility and as new students you all qualify. So one of you three to replace the stock, and it looks. I had put my hand on her boobs and started to squeeze it and told her ‘Aunt you have also swelling over here I have to give you same treatment which you given to me. Now my shame is disappear and became more courageous. She turn her face and by kissing on my chin and told me “Raj ab tum sayana ho gaya” and she started to press her buttocks on my crotch, now my shaft is again getting erect. She had opened my short which falls on floor and my erect cock start to massage on her silky ass. I had. It was a painfuldeal?Lindy teased him as much as she could, and around bedtime every night,they?d had a ritual. Basil wouldstand naked in front of Lindy as she was dressed in a snug white T-shirt andleather skirt and boots (she was a punk rock girl then). Lindy would say ?Startjerking, scuzz-bag? and Basil would tentatively begin touching and playing withhis cock as Lindy verbally abused him. ?You pitifullittle faggot, you can?t get off unless I treat you like a wimpie boy?what areyou, about.