(Oh, the stories he could tell about those…) He had that insouciant, cocky lock of brown hair dripped onto his forehead that drove guys and girls cr...azy. “Looks like it. Think I could grab a quick shower? I’m a mess and I don’t think you need my sweat all over your furniture,” Jeremy said. “No problem. Second door on the left,” Bryce responded. Jeremy turned the water on and stripped off his clothes. While he waited for the water to warm up, he took a moment to admire his muscles in the mirror.. . If ya like we could meet up later for a drink if ya like? Err yes ok…we can meet in the bar at my hotel’Later I started wondering if I was doing the right thing meeting 7 young lads I was teaching only a couple of years back plus the fact I am old enough to be there mum (51). What were they expecting from me I wondered & would I go along with it if they tried it on!Not long before I set off to meet them I took a shower as it was roasting but found myself rubbing my clit like crazy & came in. But before I took care ofcorrecting Rebecca I found myself drifting into doing it and I finallyget why those guys did it."He paused to catch his breath. "I really feel like I should be petting acat for this next part." As he spoke I was wondering if it were possiblefor him to smile wide enough for the top of his head to fall off."When I was having my little talk with Rebecca, before we got startedthat is, I realized why the whole monologue thing isn't stupid. It's allabout power. It's about. The awful constriction in mystomach and chest was gone. I felt absolutely fine. There was nothingwrong with me at all. I was panting to catch my breath but everythingelse was normal.Then I looked down as I reached to feel my stomach and my eyes wentround with alarm as shoulder-length blond hair swung into view at thesides of my face.And then I saw my bare legs from the knees down, smooth and hairless,and the low-heeled women's shoes I was wearing suddenly.I blinked, and blinked again; looked to.