I was slated to return home late Saturday the 14th from an NCTE conference in Indianapolis. Ellie should have been home.It had been a useful trip prof...ssionally speaking, and I was excited about the opportunity I would soon have to share what I had learned with my fellow Language Arts teachers. I caught a bit of a break on the last day, Friday, when my final workshop was cancelled because the presenter had been unable to make it.On the one hand I was disappointed that the workshop had been. I stayed put. Then his mouth was on mine, tongue begging me to open for him, eager searching. I did and he channeled lust into my depths and i wanted more. He bit my lower lip and sucked until i stifled a moan and he started kissing downward nipping and biting. He suddenly realized i was still wearing clothes, he ripped the black nightie from my body. He then came up close to me and looked at me for a moment before straddling me and started to pull at his pants zipper. I realized i was. I found myself wondering what it would be like to haveone inside me. I had never considered myself to be gay before mytransformation and was surprised at my lack of disgust over my currenttrain of thought. I just chalked it up to the old mans power. It hadtaken care of everything else so I assumed that it was changing mysexual preferences to match my physical form as well.I finished eating and saw that I still had some time before I needed toget back to the hair shop, so I decided to check out. "Jeez. You were the one who wanted to go shopping. Don't hold it against me for being enthusiastic."Simon was right. Maybe she was overreacting.He must have seen her resolve falter, because he grinned again and offered the armful of clothes with a sweeping bow.She shook her head and took the clothes from him a bit more forcefully than was necessary.He held the door open for her as she walked in, and she set the clothes down on the bench as the door closed behind her."So what are we trying on.
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