We all sat in the living room and drank some more, with be cuddled up to Frank and him groping me.My head was getting real fuzzy from the drinks. It ...was a feeling I had not experienced before from alcohol. I am not sure what they slipped me but I did not really feel in control of my body. To top it off my body was very touch sensitive with every touch seeming to send shocks through my groin. Frank first pulled my blouse off and I did not resist at all.Jen came over then, took off my bra and. At some point Henry's voice would break and his facial and bodyhair would start to grow, and that would have to be the end of things.After a long period of indecision she resolved that at the age of 14Henrietta would become Henry for good and would be sent off to a TheHaverhall Academy, a boys' school which his father had attended, whichhad as its motto "We Make Men". The time for make-believe would have tobe over.To sweeten the coming of this event (which she secretly dreaded, thoughnot. It still is.This is about my first VERY big black cock; not so much the length of him but the girth of that cock. There are a lot of details that I can’t remember and, while it was going on, I was consumed with a mix of pain, pleasure and sheer pride. I can’t even remember how many times he did me over those few days; I do remember that I was left with my white bitch ‘cunt’ gaping and raw every time.I had both hands around his cock (my fingers didn’t quite touch due to the girth – except for my. " I don't either," Laura said, feeling her pulse accelerate slightly. "Want to come over here?"Then she realized that, to Trina, she was a 'lesbian'. Trina wouldn't want to come to her apartment."Sure," Trina said. "Where do you live?"Laura was flabbergasted. Really? You really want to come here?"427D West Farrington Ave." Laura said. "Know where that is?" I can find it." Just ring the bell and I'll let you in." See you in a few minutes."Oh god! Laura thought as she hung up the phone. I don't.