I was more disturbed however, by how I had responded to the sexual attentions of some of the punters and the ministrations of my crossdressed sisters....I could not deny that, despite the fact that during this torrid night I had been repeatedly orally and anally raped, I had experienced two of the most intense orgasms of my life this evening. I decided that I was just too dog-tired to think about it; I needed to sleep. I was even too tired to be angry with Charlotte and Carmel, who although they. I hope she didn’t realize it! My worries seemed put to rest as she just let me go with a smile but I have to admit that her nipples seemed to poke out of her shirt a little, but that was most likely my imagination.I sat in the back with my aunt as my mom drove towards home and talked endlessly about all the hard work I’d done in school and how far I was going in life. “Well you have quite a boy here!” my aunt exclaimed as she patted my leg, a little too close to my lap for me to ignore.“A. She had actually done that once when she found out at 2 a.m., coming back from a show, that the bedsheets still enshrouded a used condom from a previous guest. She had called housekeeping but then fell asleep on the floor before they arrived. She had slept peacefully, not considering even once what forms of grossness might be lurking in the carpet. She realized her thoughts were racing. She wasn’t focusing. What was she supposed to be thinking about? What had been on her mind before Patch. Maybe I'd even need to take him to a vet—But no, I decided. Hell, he'd been fine for the long walk home, he was OK. "He?" I wondered if I was using the right pronoun, was this a little girl cat? Ah, phooey, who cared?Water, however, was definitely on the agenda. And food; God knows how long this kitty had been on the loose, and he had to be hungry. I got a couple of soup bowls out of my pantry and filled one of them with water and set it down. The cat, who'd continued to ride my shoulder even.