I’d stayed in her hovel once.Never again.“Why?”“You know how much I love seeing you with my cock in your mouth?”“Yes,” Claire answered, ...and I imagined her busy fingers pausing as she remembered some of the stuff we’d done, before going again.“You know how gorgeous you look with a cock in your mouth?” Claire’s breath huffed against the mouthpiece as her excitement built. “Well, this way I get to fuck your tight little pussy while simultaneously watching you suck a cock.” Claire whimpered. “It’d. It was one from Boston. The thing is we lived nowhere near Boston and he had never been there. I had no idea why he had it, but it was fun to let him use it. After he replied to me, I walked around the room and picked up the DVD and shoved it in. I turned around to see him taking my pillow out of the pillow case and ripping the little seal off of it, and shoving it back in. That’s why I loved him.“Jen said it was really good,” I said as I rolled onto the bed.I rolled two more times until I was. There was no turning back.Chapter Two: The AcademyOn the morning of what was to be my matriculation at the Academy,Mistress Anastasia provided me with a lacy white dress, with ruffledwhite panties and bra, a satiny white slip with full petticoats, whitewaist cincher, frosty stockings, and white pumps. For jewelry she gaveme a delightful combination of pearl earrings and single-strand necklacewhich she said I could keep. As directed, I spent extra time on preeningevery part of my body: plucking. I was definitely still a boy, but the look wassexy and exotic rather than grotesque, if I do say so myself.Dressing had been the easy part apparently. Jay snapped another shot forLyle, then had me practice walking and standing. This part was where Ifell down. Not literally, but rather in that I had no grace. I justcouldn't walk like a woman. It always looked forced. Jay becameprogressively more frustrated, until I just huffed out a sigh and crossedmy arms under my not insubstantial chest.Then.