"Wait a minute!" I turned. "I am not dressing like a girl!"
Sara stepped over, looking slightly down from her 5'9" in heels. I will show you something. Before I o I will tell you now that this is neither a joke nor a come on. Is that understood?" At my nod she bent forward, caught the hem of her dress with one hand and lifted it. As I stood there stunned, she caught my hand, and slipped it between her legs.
For a moment, I was beyond amazement. Had this girl actually... Then I recognized what I felt. In those soft panties was a cock just like mine.
"You're..."
"Yes. I am a boy, and so are all of the girls here." Sara released my hand, and dropped her skirt, smoothing it automatically. "Before you decide to run screaming, I should warn you that the men at the road camp know about this Academy. They know that if a young man is sent there and the crime is not violent, they probably came here first.
"PIcture what that means to them' they will descend on you like vultures on a mule and if you are lucky they will not merely smash out your teeth to make their pleasure easier."