I arrived at "Classroom 'E'" (which was not a room at all; it was a clearing with several rows of log benches and a portable chalkboard) just as she w...as beginning to introduce herself. I collapsed on the far left of the first log-bench, panting like a dying beagle. Stopping in mid-sentence, she turned toward me and smiled."Hi Jason, glad you made it okay." I barely heard her. In fact, I barely heard anything at all, and I was seeing red. Suddenly, Classroom 'E' went dark and I felt my head hit. I looked in the mirror and could not believe that I was about to do this. When I came out of the bathroom, he was waiting for me on his couch. He told me to get down on my hands and knees and crawl over to him. If I had been dressed in a man’s clothes I would have never listened, but the inner submissive in me had been released and I could not do anything to resist his demands. When I got over to where he was sitting, he told me to turn around so that he could look at my ass. He made it known. "What's your girl name?" she asked.That was a surprise. "I don't have one. Do I needone?"Katie laughed. "There's no law, but you don't looklike anyone named Craig at the moment. Except for yourstiff 'little gentleman' here." She tickled mytickler.I didn't know what to say. Then a name I liked poppedinto my head. Ember. Contemporary. Femmy. Smoldering.A little on the trashy side. Perfect."Call me Ember," I announced proudly.Katie hugged and kissed me. "I love you, Ember," shesaid. "We'll be. Since childhood, it was common for us to sleep in each other’s arms. So, I thought if she woke, I could pretend to be asleep and all would be fine. Again, I placed my hands over her tits, this time over her t-shirt. This time, I felt that they were softer. I also noticed that she was not wearing a bra.I caressed her boobs as gently as possible. After some time, I could not resist and squeeze one of her boobs. She let out a moan and turned in sleep. Her back facing me now. I was sad and thought.