.. I guess."I couldn't see her in the darkness, but I could hear the poignant sadness in her voice, even though night had fallen and it was now pitch-...ark."Josh... ," she whispered quietly. "If I tell you something will you promise me you'll never tell anyone—ever?" Come on... , Aunt Jeannie. You know you can trust me..."I said, feeling that special warmth a person feels when someone is about to entrust you with a special secret."Josh... ," she said, with her voice breaking, she took me into. "Here is the remote you can watch whatever you want" she said as she walked back into her room. I had a hard on that I couldnt believe, the precum was making the front of my undies wet! I was using the pillow on her couch to cover it in fear of being discovered as a tranny lover. She walked back to her room. I sat there now plotting. I want to have sex with her I thought, I dont care if she is transgendered, she is hot! No one will ever find out I thought to myself. I grabbed the remote which. A small piece of her soul had been placed in the little boutique on the corner of the usually bustling street of Dalkey. She looks past the mannequins on display and squints out into the darkness, then shakes her head at herself. It’s 2am, Leila, she chided herself. Who do you think is going to be out there? Suddenly, impulse struck her. She is alone here, on a deserted street, late at night. No one is out there, so why don’t I just… As Leila’s hand slips under her skirt to press against. I passed the bar back to her, then slowly and gently soaped up one of her arms. Her breathing began to quicken as well, especially when I took the bar back, and covered my hands with soap again. Her breathing only got faster when I soaped up her other arm. I was enjoying myself immensely, and didnt intend to give her a quick finish. Wash the soap off them while I get ready to do your back. She nodded, and turned away from me, while I slowly worked up a sea of suds in my hands. I tapped her on.