The African American man reaches me first, “Hello, little Lexie… My name is Malcolm.” he says as he palms my entire pussy in his right hand and ...squeezes hard. I whimper as though in agony but to my chagrin, it only makes me wetter. “Mm… I can feel your pussy juice running out of your cunt.”His companion drags over a chair and places it behind him, “Ah, thank you Arthur. This makes it easier” he says as he sits on it, with his face now at my crotch level as he stares right at my pussy. “What a. I stripped out of my clothes and went to my closet. In the bottom, I have a trunk with all of my girly clothes and toys. I laid out a sexy outfit of a black garter belt, red sheer stockings and a black and red sheer lacy bra. I decided I would wear my Lucite 5 inch platform heels, a black skirt, and a sheer white long sleeve ruffle blouse. I picked out a long black wig, and a few pieces of costume jewelry. I also laid out 3 sizes of butt plugs, a jar of lube, nipple clamps, and the large. “Keep an eye on him Pat, wouldn’t want our Kadoods fallin all over the place…” the nurse says as we leave.“Your arm’s really hard…” I say to Pat, trying to start a conversation with him…“Sorry, there were no pillows, and you weren’t complaining at the time…” he responds grinning. “Ugh… Why is the nurse’s office on the opposite side of the school as the gym…” I say. “To keep you off guard talking to the new kid.” “Right. Cause they planned this day when the school was built.” I smile at. There were no family portraits hanging on the walls and no dinner dishes needing to be washed. I was just a woman and he was just a man. In the dim moonlight, I made quite the picture. I had unbuttoned my shirt and removed my bra. I had slithered out of my panties. My breasts were exposed, my skirt was hiked up and I had spread my legs wide. He had a good view of all he had made; all that was his, if he'd just reach out and take it. Standing in front of me, he still hadn't said a word. He just.