The next morning when Katie opened her eyes and looked at the clock she shrieked, snapping me to attention. “Shit Rob, it’s 8 o’clock and the ju...dge wanted us there at 8:30.” “We better get moving then,” I coughed out through bleary eyes. We both put on the clothes we had worn yesterday, did a perfunctory job of combing our hair and washing our mouths out with mouthwash, and hustled over to the courtroom. I had never seen a woman get ready faster in my life, and I almost set my own record for. Either way, I wasn’t down with the whole social bullshit thing. On the rare occasion that I did get pussy, I was thankful that I didn’t have to waste another night rubbing off to some sleazy internet porn mass produced for the horny masses. I had been friends with Rochelle for a couple of years; we met at freshman orientation. Now that she was in my English class and our first test was coming up, I took this as a good opportunity to get at this little flower I had always dreamed about (I was. Which was alright with me. A week or so late, when he was up and we were all fooling around, I noticed that Ken was really getting Maggie to drink quite a bit, when her glass was half empty, he would see it was topped off. Pretty soon he had her in the mood for fucking, so we headed for the bedroom, as both he and I was hot for fucking. Maggie was hot as all hell too, so it wasn't long before Ken was pouring the cock to her. When he finished I climbed on and started fucking her, while she was. 'Oh, that will be interesting,' replied Joanna. 'Ok slut, strip off! Let's see what we have to work with!' ordered my mistress. I slipped off my tight red dress, and my now more feminine body was revealed. 'Oh, that is a nice figure you have dear' said Joanna. I unstrapped my bra and revealed my silicone breast forms. 'You won't need those any more, slut. Joanna is an excellent masseuse, she will be able to grow some cute little real titties on your pathetic little chest' declared my mistress,.