We would sit next to each other on the couch with her head resting on my shoulder and my arm around her. I would place a loving kiss on the top of her...head and she would sneak a little kiss on my neck. One evening she decided to sit crosswise on my lap and put her arms around my neck. I would put my arm around her back and rest my other hand on her thigh on top of her skirt. I don't remember if it was instinct or deliberate but I would slide my hand up and down her leg causing her skirt to ride. They had no method to get that many troops across the Strait into Saudi Arabia, Oman or United Arab Emirates so they must be planning on a land attack or one hell of a land defense. Either way it bore watching more closely.I had time to get all my mates off to the side and talk more about our life as we wanted it to be and the changes we were going through.There were the rough spots with me now being President but we were working through them. One thing was as much personal time with each of my. He and his lover were both Dutch, in their late thirties, muscular and without body hair except on their head. Their English was broken but that mattered not. I was interested in their uncut cocks. It was decided somehow, we would head for Marty's room where we would get this ball rolling.Once upstairs, we were all over each other. I managed to get (Eric - I think) sitting on the bed. I knelt before him, got my face between his legs and ticked his swelling balls with my tongue while looking up. ButAbby, I can't possibly have a date with another boy." And why not? You wished to be more popular than me," I smiled. "Andsince you're a girl now," I reminded her, "boys will probably flock toyour side in droves. Besides, I'm dating boys now, so you'll just haveto date boys to continue being more popular than me."Joanna looked like she wanted to cry. "But I don't want to go out on adate with some boy." It really doesn't make any difference what you want to do, Joanna." Ialmost felt sorry for.