My thumb rubbed over and around her clit. She hollered, “Harder, faster!”I bent lower and thrust my fingers in and out of her at a furious pace. H...er hips bucked and thrashed and with a mighty gasp, she came. I stroked in and out of her steadily. When she calmed down from her climax, she kissed me and said, “Thanks. I needed that!Disengaging ourselves, we walked to the bed and undressed. I laid on the bed. My cock was fully erect and pointing at the ceiling. Sandra straddled me, pointed my cock. ."The Shrine." I said."Did you want to go there, Sir?" Nakamura asked."No." My mind was racing as memories began flooding in. The grounds were beautiful and immaculately maintained. Mokuba and I went outside to play once and were both punished for trampling the grass. After that, the only time I spent in the legendary Gardens of Kaiba Manor was at formal receptions in the spring and fall.But the Shrine. Someone had wed there – or was supposed to. I could not quite remember who.It was another. "He was punishing my boobs." For what?" John snorted a little, like there wasn't anything anybody could do to deserve that!"For being a girl," I shrugged. "This is gonna sound weird, okay?" I looked at my four best friends. "But you gotta believe me ... I'm really a guy, like inside me. I like guy clothes, fixing cars, playing football, hanging out with you guys, doing guy stuff, right?" I looked around. They knew all that. "I'm a guy in my brain, you know? I just don't have a guy body." Or a. “So where are we going first?” She inquired. “I was thinking of going to the nice Italian restaurant on North Street. I got us reservations. Later, I was thinking of seeing the new romance playing down at the theater.” “Sounds like fun. I just wish I didn’t have to be home by twelve.” She gave a sly smile and slid down in her seat while waiting for me to arrive at the restaurant. I couldn’t help but look down every now and again at her hiked up skirt. I kept willing it to push.