" "Good name," someone said.As the drinks flowed, the questions became more personal, I was grilledfor the next two hours, do you like girls or boys, ...what underwear do youwhere, do you wear false boobs, do you prefer stockings or tights, whatbrand make up do you use, the questions were endless, but I tried toanswer them all as truthfully as I could.When they ran out of questions they all looked around at each other, andI saw all of them give a small nod to Christine, she in turn looked atme and. Cole.“Mrs. Cole, I’m here!” I yelled.“The tools are in the kitchen-,” she replied from upstairs. “-along with a list of what needs done.” I grabbed the tools and the list and proceeded outside to do what needed to be done (mow lawn, rake leaves, trim trees, trim hedges, etc.). During that time, Mrs. Cole had come downstairs from whatever she was doing.To her (and my) surprise, I was finished in less than an hour and a half. By this time she had gone back inside. I decided to go back inside for. .. and I don't mean in my mouth! Kitty is hungry and she wants to be fed. Please, would you feed kitty?" she asked. She bent over the trunk, laying her head down on the trunk lid and spread her legs wide. She reached up and held on to the sides of the car in preparation. So there I stood... a beautiful sexy willing woman draped over the trunk of my car begging me to fuck her senseless and me with my pants around my ankles and a raging hard on twitching eagerly to fill her need. What's a guy. Darcy wonders if she should tell him the truth or not.She does:"Yea I have." "Like, in real life?" Caleb asks, taken aback, blood rushing to his head."Yea." What, where, who was it?" Don't freak out, I didn't touch it or anything. It was a guy in gym class." What? We don't have co-ed gym." Yea, one day Mrs. James sent me to the boys gym class to tell Mr. Claude that the girls would be having class on the field, so the boys couldn't." And?" Caleb is excited, but scared."I went into the boys.