" Do all the greeters keep their names to themselves?" I grinned when I asked it, so he knew I wasn't really upset, and I managed to see a man at leas... a dozen lifetimes older than me blush."I guess I am a bit rusty at this," he laughed back at me. "Fenthil of the Green Isles at your service. Formerly of the Green Isles, that is."I returned the courtly bow I received then with one of my own and followed it by motioning towards the boys who still crouched alertly behind me. "Allow me to. “Would it help if I took off my shirt?” Stephanie didn’t wait for an answer, but pulled off her t-shirt and reached behind her back, unsnapping her bra, letting her sizeable breasts swing free.I’d seen plenty of pictures in the magazines, but I had never seen real breasts in person before. Stephanie had a nice pair, maybe not as big as Shannon’s, but nice nonetheless, and real and right in front of my face, jiggling nicely as she moved. Her nipples were large and pink and swollen. They looked. I am surprised to take a liking to it and I let myself accept and return the kiss and abandon myself under her fleshy lips.However, I confide to her that I am not ready to go any further at the moment with a woman.She then suggests that we take Jules in both our mouths at the same time. So the four of us go to the corner and cuddle. Jules lies down and Olivia and I kneel to taste his succulent thick cock. While we greedily sucked kissed and licked Jules’ cock and balls, Olivia's husband, Tom,. .a show with well-defined characters...yes, this would be my next destination.But not as Murphy. I waited until Corky Sherwood strode into the bullpen. I saw the stiletto heels, the sleek, nylon-clad legs, the body-hugging black skirt, the red silk blouse that enveloped two luscious breasts, a multi-layered string of pearls wrapped around her slim throat; a winning smile, laughing blue eyes, and a glorious head of blonde hair. Yes, I had to be Corky. What guy with TG fantasies could pass up.