Dept and they told me there was a drop in badminton games so I thought that would be fun, I had been teaching for about 10 years now, It was a grea...t job but like every job, has its good and bad days, some of the studets were great others a challenge but I did like the new students every year, helped break up the momotiny of the job so I grabbed my gear and went into the women teachers change room, pulled on my shorts, sports bra and top, as I was leaving I saw myself in the full length. Each little thing served to remind her of the manwho hurt her so badly. An idea hatched in her head- she would effeminize theboy until she was comfortable with his presence. His humiliation would alsohelp salve her wounded pride.The first thing she did was throw out his boxer shorts and replace them withfrilly nylon panties. The boy's lower lip trembled as he was introduced tothem, but he was in no position to argue. Each day in school he had to hidethe gaily colored panties as he used the. Fabia had a trace of an accent, rather husky and very sexy, I had not known until Gwen told me later that the Camilleri family were Maltese, Fabia’s husband worked for Air Malta and Fabia herself was a former air hostess. I had not realised until that point that she and Gwen were acquainted, but then I probably hadn’t taken that much notice of Emma’s friends and their families when I was 15. ‘It was very kind of you to let Monique stay over and then drive her home, Gwen.’ Fabia said, ‘Please. You'll see. None better at worshiping lady-cocks than my Wendy and Natasha. Isn't she as cute as a button.”I grinned down at the brown-haired girl as she leaned in and kissed at the side of my dick's crown, her mother nuzzling in on the other side. “Yes, she is. Just so cute. She'd be cuter naked. Both of you would.”The first lady and her daughter stopped kissing me to strip naked. Wendy pulled up the stretchy sheath dress she wore revealing a strapless bra cupping her large tits and a thong.