That evening, our last on the island, Harry dropped a bombshell.“Finn, I’ve summut I need t’tell ya, cos if I don’t it’s gonna bug me the re...st’at trip. You’s not gonna like it, but it’s for’t best, kay?”I nodded in wary anticipation.“I’m not goin’ back t’school in September. My work experience place offered me an apprenticeship to be a mechanic ‘nd I’m gonna take it.”I wanted to argue, or cry, or maybe both, but instead I forced a smile on my face. “That’s brilliant! Well done. You must have. ..had she seen someone through the fence...Then I was stunned alright...cock stunned ...as she guided my thick stiffy into her tight arsehole...I had flexed her rear delight with my fingers but god she was tight still...as tight as her shaping hugging jeans when I first saw her...my cock was now in the tourniquet of her constriction...geez was she pleasingly tight...she had me encircled more surely than a ring barked tree...Rachel’s arsehole was a crimped flesh cocoon of total pleasure...my. PALAISBy Transfemme 1Standing in a pool of moody backstage lighting,Charise Granger drew her T-shirt slowly over her head,revealing a shining white satin bra, the kind withdetachable straps and tiny lace trimmings around thecups. She paused a moment to shake out her strawberryblond hair and moisten her full, crimson lips,stealing a glance at the mirror. A tall, delicatelybuilt young woman with alabaster flesh and liquid blueeyes looked back. Hanging her T-shirt over a nearby chair, Charise. After a year or so we ended up doing our own thing I was around the age of t****e or t******n, I use to do football training on a Saturday morning about 20 minutes from my house through the woods or 40 minutes on the long walk round, now my cousin steven who was the same age as me used to meet me from training and we would usually walk home through the woods the quicker way, on one such occasion we was walking home when he started asking me questions about wanking and sex and have I done it?.