My husband sees me and gets up to walk over to me. He tells me he may have a way to get all the money we lost back,($5000+) plus we get to upgrade our...room to a master suit. I think to myself there is no way. He then tells me to look at the guy sitting at the bar. "the black guy from the poker table" I say.Yes he said. He told my husband that he wanted a night with the both of us and he'd give us our money back, so my husband agreed to talk to me. As my husband and I talked, he said that this. "Okay, next week it is." I responded shyly.The week seemed to pass so slowly. The more I thought about menpleasuring themselves while looking at me dressed en feminine, the moreexcited I became. It is hard to describe the feelings I had. I hadnever had homosexual desires before, but now I seemed to have this needto pleasure other men. I wanted the guys to crave me, to dream aboutme, to yearn for me. I decided to have a surprise for my guest nextFriday. I was determined to give them something. . . if I stuck my hand up your butt without loving your dick would you cum? Fuck no! Now, I want you to take that finger tip weve been working with and I want you to gently play with my clit. I used my pointer to begin playing with her little clit. Because I was worried about failing I decided that too hard be worse than too soft, so I was very careful to be gentle. I thought about how I jacked off, and thought that maybe I should do the same to her, but her clit was too small to surround with. It is perfectly natural to feel confused, sad, even depressed after surgery. Go ahead and cry, it will make you feel better." And you are going to have such an exciting time ahead of you," she said, trying to brighten the mood. "There's electrolysis, makeup, cooking, posture, child care..."But I wasn't really listening. Eventually Julia left.***"Thunk, thunk."'Trapped,' I thought to myself."Thunk, thunk," went the box.The next morning I felt better and my head was clearer. Although still nagged.