"We know that. Even if it costs her a semester, it's better than the worst case. We should be able to work out something like Brett did." We're not a ...rehab facility, though," Julia insisted. "What if it doesn't do any good?"Nancy answered that. "She's not tough like Brett. She won't be able to ignore being naked. It will be very traumatic for her. I think she will change pretty quickly." How long do you think it will take?"Nancy shrugged. "We'll leave that up to you." You know that I don't have. She used a pickand brushed the wig out a little. She moved a couple of adjustable tabson the inside. She had me pull my head forward and flipped the wigbackward into place on my head. She explained as she went on how toproperly put on the wig. She told me how the wig was made with realhuman hair.I looked into the mirror. The man in the dress was gone. A young ladysat in his place. She had never looked so good. This was not a burlyman in a dress and wig. This was a woman of feminine. He did as told and brought back icy glasses of scotch. We all drank, listening to the music. We talked and Lou began warming up. On our second round of drinks, Nan told Lou she had a surprise for him. She was going to dinner with friends and I was going to stay and help Lou with his dinner. She left the room to get ready. Lou asked me to join him in the kitchen to start preparing a salad. He asked if I wanted wine with dinner. I said the scotch was fine. So, he poured another one for. In just two seconds he undressed and then I could see his magnificent hard black dick pointing to the ceiling…He made me lay on my back over the smooth white sheets of the bed. Then he moved between my spread thighs. He started eating my pussy. I could feel my juices overflow. With his tongue every flick of my clit I was moaning and pushing my hips into his mouth. Just as I was about to explode, Patrick straightened himself; grabbed his hard thick cock and teasingly put it at my opening;.