You've got to escape

As the noises downstairs grow quieter Trish starts to calm down a little and whispers, "God, I don't want to have you meet my parents like this! Okay, okay... we just have to dry off and sneak out..." She pauses as you hear footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Hi Trish, we're home!" calls out a feminine voice. "I kind of need to get in there, so could you hurry?"

"Yeah, okay Mom," says Trish, her shoulders sagging. To you she whispers, "That tears it. Mom always waits in the doorway to her room. She'll spot you for sure!"

On the one hand you're terrified. On the other you'd love to have an excuse to kiss Trish in front of her parents and make your love affair official. Then you can worm your way into being her little bitch and - Gah! This bloody curse! Looking around you see that the bathroom does have a window and you start working it open.

"Oh yes," says Trish, "good idea. You climb down and I'll get you back in once they get to bed."

It does work, but Trish has to let you drop about half a story. Your left foot lands on a rock, your ass smacks against the ground, you fall backward onto a path of paving stones and you come within inches of bashing your head on some garbage cans. It really knocks the wind out of you and you're sure your foot, ass and back will all show signs of your adventure for days to come.

Worst of luck Trish is so busy thinking about her Mom that she forgets to throw you a towel. You grit your teeth and manage to limp into their backyard, naked, cold and scratched up. You huddle behind some bushes and shiver, waiting for your girlfriend to rescue you.

When Trish finally sneaks out to find you it's worth it. She looks really worried and gives you lots of hugs before gingerly leading you back into the house. She carefully cleans you up and then sneaks you back up to her bedroom, even showing you where to step to avoid noise on the staircase. When she sits you on the edge of her bed all you want is to lie back and sleep, but Trish insists on getting all sorts of medical supplies and treating all your cuts and bruises. At last she decides to take care of how cold you got. She does it in the best way possible, cuddling up to you and wrapping your bodies in thick blankets.

It's been a long day for you - learning how to be a woman, getting picked up by a sexy hermaphrodite and then letting said herm show you exactly how to get fucked. As you start to drift off just one thing bothers you, so you reach down and correct it. Trish's semi-soft cock is pressed against your butt. You shift your hips and use your hand to slip her tip inside your needy love tunnel.

Trish kisses your neck and says, "I don't think I can do any more." She sounds apologetic.

"Mmmm, s'ok," you reply, grinding just a little so Trish's cock seats itself comfortably inside you. "Feels better like this. Sweet dreams."