I started to harden up but he didn't seem to mind. He then cupped my shaven balls and nodded his head and said "thanks bro, I've always wanted to see ...hat someone else's cock looked like, this doesn't me we're gay, just curious."He picked up his towel and headed into the bathroom, I was disappointed, I was starting to enjoy this "bonding" time with him. I picked up all my things then headed into the showers, I hopped into a door less cubical and turned on the water. It felt so good, I started. .and my perverted side wanted him to see me.“When people are alone they walk about naked not in their underwear,” Drake smirked as he leaned on the back door frame.“Would you rather I was naked?” I teased.As I looked in his eyes I saw them glinting smugly.“As if you would...you’re too much of a good girl,” Drake snickered.I’ll show you good girl. Drake looked away from me so I unclipped my bra and shrugged it off my body. I tossed it over my shoulder and bent down to take off my thong.“Gray?”. He stood up, shook my hand and thanked us for the most interesting bid process he'd ever worked. She gave him a hug, kissed him and said she hoped he would get the job. She pulled his hand up to cup her breast, kissed him again, then walked him to the front door. The next morning she called his office and asked for him. When he came on the line, she asked if anyone else, was monitoring the call. He laughed and said no, and she chuckled too. Then she said to him, “We've looked over your estimate. Although Lynzi's preferences were for what a very young girl would like, he was very knowledgeable on the subject of transsexuals. He literally could not wait until his 18th birthday and had to find an immediate source of hormones. He began to frequent the French Quarter more regularly, as he knew that illegal drug trafficking was taking place down there. Several of his classmates regularly frequented the Quarter to purchase alcohol and drugs. Lynzi eventually found a source of hormones and.