Markus stroked my hand now and then and gave me a kiss. Mirza noticed this and said, "Am I really not disturbing?" We both shook our heads.Markus ran ...is hand under my blouse and stroked me demonstratively. At first, I was embarrassed in front of Mirza. His caresses became more and more intense. Suddenly Mirza's hand was on my thigh. I instinctively wanted to repel him. But something in me changed my mind! On the contrary, I encouraged him to continue by running my hand over his. Markus. I suppose I could catch up on the gardening, she thought. What with getting her son ready for his first year at university, she’d neglected the garden a little; well actually quite a lot really. She told herself aloud “Yes, that’s what I’ll do!” But for the moment, she continued stand by the kitchen sink, gazing out of the window pondering her life. I’m alone, she told herself. Well, ok not really “along”, but that’s how she felt, now that both the children were at Uni. So not really “alone”. Jeff heard the man mutter something, certain that he heard theword, "Fairy."Jeff blushed as he put his head down, wondering if the abuse he wasgoing to take was worth it. Jeff moved quickly towards his office'sdoor, hearing his black leather moccasins slap against the stone hallwayfloors beneath them. While Jeff had never even thought to wearmoccasins when he dressed in men's clothing, he knew that they wereeasily the most androgynous shoes in the company's female collectionwhen he put them. "You have to show me and prove it, Brenda. Sure your flexible with your fingers, I can see that, but nine inches long and three inches wide. Bullshit! No way." Riana was not so much appalled as envious. She insisted Brenda get that faux-boy toy and bring it to their next sleepover. She wanted to see it in action ... and not just in Brenda's cunt! No, Riana wanted to try it out too.The next Friday came quickly, but Brenda sure didn't. Oh, she arrived at Riana's house for the sleepover, alright..