.? A smirk crossed her features; it wasn't that hard for him now she guessed. Looking closer she thought, what in the hell did he have in his arms und...er the sheet? "Huna hu tabib alhajar!" (Here is the stone doctor) The man said to her in Egyptian! Though the strange thing was when she answered him in the same language! "Shukraan alhkym. Rja'a kunn hdhra!" (Thank you Hakim. Please be careful!) Several of her older colleague’s eyes went wide; they knew she spoke some but not this much! "It. He's good looking, hard working, doesn't smoke, stays sober and doesn't have a girlfriend."I had to admit that much was true."The right woman could bring out so many good qualities in him," Uncle John sighed. "Anyway ... Tell him I called, sweetie."That conversation was on my mind the rest of the day, and I found myself watching my daddy that evening during dinner and realizing that Uncle John was right. Daddy really is a good man. I was even checking off his good qualities as I looked at his. I began rocking back on it, letting them know I was ready and willing. I then felt the pain of a hard cock enter me. I was sucking the hard cock and being fucked by two guys I don't even know. But this was just the beginning. I soon felt the grip on my hips tighten as semen shot into my hole, then grunts and moans filled the air as the cock in my mouth exploded shooting cum down my throat. Then I felt stream after stream of cum land on my ass and back, then a blast of cum hit me in the face as. A Virginia Wolff short story, 'To the Lighthouse' helped me put my troubles aside. The editor's note said she had committed suicide shortly after that poignant story was written. There would be no such easy exit for me. The dorm was now silent; I took a solitary shower. The rush of steam cleared my mind. Then my strategy for survival occurred to me.Rick and Randy were just as trapped in our relationship as I, since if they exposed me as a transsexual, they would expose themselves as trannie.