Lowering my head I kiss her stomach, and then down to her smoothly shaved pussy. I blow a soft warm stream of air lightly over her pussy lips, watchin... as they moisten. Slowly stretching my tongue out I lick her entire slit, bottom to top, and find it wet and inviting. Licking in slow strokes I alternate between her clit and her now gushing hole. I become lost in her sweet taste, her intoxicating scent, the feel of her soft thighs brushing my shaved head as she thrashes softly beneath my. I don't think I'd everchallenged his decision in this way before. "What do you suggest? That Itell them? That I tell them all? After they were all a part of ourwedding? Should I just tell them that we fooled them all? I mean what Ijust said about telling people to F-off, but I was thinking that we'donly take that step if they found out. I wasn't planning on making anannouncement." No," I insisted, "I don't mean tell everyone. Just Bob and Oscar - andof course, Bev and Jodi."We pulled into. She was startled by the doorbell. Hastily she pushed the incriminating case under her bed. Making her way to her front door she peeped through the spy hole, most of her body to one side in case it was the law; in case they saw the darkening of the lens and fired through the door. But it wasn’t the law, it was her lover. It was Jenny who supplied the answer, not directly but it was her idea that led to the plan, such as it was. Frank didn’t like the idea at all but eventually he saw the sense. Instead of lying awake afraid or unsettled, I stared at the ceiling and thought about his shiny brown hair, and those big black lashed blue eyes. He had looked so sad and vulnerable, adorable when he grinned. I was totally infatuated. Oh my god Cameron. You’ve held it together for two years, both feet planted solidly in the closet, and now this? You want a guy…who’s dead? So here comes big confession time...which you’ve probably already figured out for yourselves. I’m gay. At least I’m pretty.