’ ‘Give me a cigarette.’ She said. He slowly got up, a darker shadow against the dark skies. He stood up for her and presented the open box. She... picked a cigarette up and he struck a match for her to light up. Their eyes met for a second as the little flame, cupped in his hand, illuminated their faces. Ann puffed on her cigarette and exhaled some smoke. She wasn’t a smoker and the nicotine rush went straight to her head. Jerome moved back and turned to face the wilderness. ‘Do you want me to. So I answered, “Maybe ... but not without help.”Jones grinned. “That’s the plan, actually. You’ll get lots of that. Class, our next topic is called fellatio, or giving a blow-job. There’s no blowing involved--it’s mostly licking and sucking. Ah, welcome to the world, Sarah.” She had just sat up. “We need you to show the children how to give a blow-job.”Sarah blushed. “I hadn’t done that yet. For that Monday, except for Jones’ class and the relief session in the fourth period where I treated. "My, my, I thought you would look good in this, but I didn't know how good you would look. You were a tough nut to crack, but now I'm glad I insisted on acquiring you. I may have to force myself to give the other women a turn after I'm with you. That is, if I don't tire of you. If I ever do then I'll just keep them around as a snack and devote my entire time to you trying to make myself tired of being with you," said the man softly as he nibbled on her neck gently.Kat stood by and waited. She. "That's perfectly normal."Of course. "But last night, for the first time, Ithought about what it would mean to BE one of thoselittle pussy boys. Being loved and kissed and suckedand handled and stroked and fucked by a man. I came sohard and so often that I fainted." Sure you did, Sweetie. Every man who lets himselfthink about it feels the way you did. You're notstrange or gay. You're just experiencing somethingcompletely new."Sweetie? He called me "sweetie?" And he thinks mydream of being.