There were no martini glasses, so we used highball glassesinstead, they served the same purpose.We clicked glasses and sipped."Would you like to expla...n to me when and where you startedcrossdressing?" she asked."Of course, it is a drawn-out story, so refresh your drink and sitback."We refilled our "martini" glasses and I told her about my childhood andeverything leading up to coming out to Andrew and Marie.When I was done, she came close, gave me a hug and a sincere kiss."Thank you for sharing. The 'tribe' was governed by a chief who was advised by a council of village elders. The complexities of the old Sioux system of tribal organization was largely lost and the Oceti Secowan became a patriarchy, pure and simple. Ordinarily, however, marriage matters were the domain of women, but, Secoweya's betrothal was considered a matter of diplomacy, a male preserve.Secoweya had little choice in the matter. Raised in a village that had little contact with the outside world, she knew there were. But they could."With a grin he added, "What do you think his chances would be?" John, I think he can do it. In fact, I know he can," Marion replied. Then she told Fox how Satan shook his head every time a horse made a mistake. Concluding she said, "I think Satan really wants to do it. As for his chances, I have no idea. But you've said that he is the most capable horse you've ever seen. It seems that the only limiting factor for him is what he wants to do."Then she gently stroked the horse's. They had left the door open and they hadn't realized I was back, because Julie was yelling... well, not exactly endearments, more like, "Suck me, suck me, work that tongue in there you motherfucker." I took one step into the room and saw them both on the floor, naked. Don had his head between Julie's legs and was tonguing her to orgasm. Julie lay on her back, holding her legs wide apart and Don was just really into her. I stood and watched for a couple of minutes, mesmerized. Eventually, I.