I had managed no such luck in men so far in my eighteen years of living. ‘Thanks,’ I said. ‘That was getting nasty.’ ‘Thank Jack,’ he sai..., indicating our host, apparently busy inviting Jimmy and his friends to remove themselves, forthwith. ‘He had his eye on your friend and asked me to keep a look out.’ He grinned. ‘I’m Mike Henderson. And you are?’ ‘Megan Davies. Meg.’ I stuck my hand out and he shook it courteously. ‘Pleased to meet you, Megan Davies.’ He smiled, the smile lighting up his. "Those look amazing on you," she continued. "They never looked that fucking good on me." You think so?" I asked, checking myself out in the mirror again."If you were a girl, I'd do you," Theresa said with a laugh.I may have failed to mention that Theresa is a lesbian. I think that's why our bond was so strong. Neither of us had ever had sex, but we both knew that we were gay, and we guarded each other's secrets like they were the Crown Jewels.I suddenly realized that my cock was semi-erect and. When my house was broken into I assumed it was a random thing. I waspissed off that my laptop had been stolen but wasn't too concernedbecause it could be replaced. I was more worried about the USB stick thatgot stolen with it. That had loads of photos, taken by myself, of me invarious items of womens clothing in secluded areas and a few of me actingout some of my kinkier fantasies (tampons up my ass, wanking whilelicking womens boots, pissing my pants, that sort of thing). I couldn'tremember if. I missed you so much afterwards, and I knew it was my own fault."It came home to me at your place last May. We hadn't seen each other for ten years and yet I felt completely relaxed with you, as if we'd aways been close instead of cut off. I felt safe, secure, and I think I knew then I could live with you for ever. Perhaps I've said too much but there it is."She put her hands on mine on the table with a satisfied look on her face."Your turn," she said with a loving smile.It was at that moment.