Helen Vanbrugh could lay almost equal claim to that.What Grace de Messembry had was a radiant commanding confidence. Itwas impossible to describe. Imp...ossible to analyse, to explain. Butone felt it. One could not help feeling it. It was a physical,almost tangible, force. A sort of horizontal gravity.As they drew near Helen veered off to join Christine and Alice.Grace de Messembry with Emma in tow greeted Anne and Sophie withthat amused glint in her eye that David had so come to dread."Anne and. He cocked his head to left."Maybe?" I nodded, looking back at the mirror. "Yeah, I think so too."When I felt embarrassed I sorta smiled like I had a secret. A gay lesbian secret maybe. Like I secretly wanted some girl to spank my butt and make me lick her underarms? No way! I shook my head at that. It couldn't be my smile. Body language maybe? I stood on my bed, even though Licorice teased me, and tried standing in different ways. With my arms crossed and at my sides; with my legs spread and. Then she really started to moan! Then I got another naughty idea. This time I decided I wasn’t going to ask permission or give a warning either. I don’t know what came over me other than I knew I loved anal stimulation. So I stepped back while the kids continued to fuck. I grabbed my KY jelly and lubed up my right hand index finger with it. Without saying a word, I put my left hand back on Bobby’s tight little ass and quickly shoved my index finger up his ass! He gasped out in surprise. After I stood up I looked down and saw that my maleness has shrunk to half its normal size. Ms. Betty took a flesh like garment and held it so I could step into it. She pulled it up between my legs, pulling my maleness between my legs. She made a couple of adjustments and then pulled a string. I felt a jolt of pain run through my body. "Please take it off. I think I am going to pass out." I said. "No you won't. Now I want you never to take it off. You can even go to the rest room in it. Now.