Bike Shed Rendezvous

You smile keen to complete the test but to your horror Becky gives him your home phone number

'I'll be in touch, Lucy.' he says and with that he was gone disappearing back towards the campus.

'Well done girl, you did well,' Becky says as you lay spread-eagled on the damp ground Rupert's cum still dripping from your mouth. You stare at her blankly for a moment and then burst into tears. She's made you wet, even more of a sissy and now you're vulnerable.

'What have you done?' You cry, 'he's a geek and he doesn't suspect that I'm a guy.'

'I know,' she giggles, 'Isn't it fun and you're a boy who likes to dress as a sissy girl but if you don't say anything I won't.' She laughs cruelly and sees a splash of Rupert's sticky cum on the saddle of a bike.

'You've missed a drop,' she says pointing to the damp patch. 'You heard the man. Don't let it get away, clean it all up.'

You go to wipe it with a tissue but Becky has other ideas.

'Stop,' she screams, 'Sissy's use their tongue. Don't you know nothing?'

Obediently, still sniffing back tears you bend and lick the leather saddle like a cat with a bowel of cream.

'Well done, Lucy. You've passed all my tests with flying colours. You deserve a distinction.'

The College bell rings. You're dismissed and she's off laughing like a crazed hyena.

'Hey! What about my things,' you cry.

'They're still in the pavilion,' she shouts back. 'You'll have to hurry and make your own way back, I'm late for my next lecture.

You stare at her in terror.

'The changing room will be filled with pretty girls.' she laughs. 'You'll have to bluff your way in and I've no idea how you'll change. Good luck!'