They stood a few feet apart -- odd, given the intimacy of the conversation. He in his Italian blazer and jeans; she in a plaid gray pencil skirt, bla...k pumps, and a sheer white blouse. She could feel her pulse quicken and her breath shorten. She’d chosen a white lace demi-bra and her excited nipples were now fighting their way out from their minimum-security lace prison. She had a sudden urge to cup her tits and rein the escapees back in. “Gee,” Ariel thought to herself as she suppressed. Dark g**** bed sheets and a thick chocolate faux throw. She wrapped herself up in the throw and it looked inviting. My shirt was still hanging on me and my belt still done up. She obliged me in return, slipped them both down on the floor leaving only m standing at the foot of the bed in my red undies with a raging hard on. Ooooh someone is happy to be here. She put her fingers on the top of of my under wear and slowly revealed my cock. Hey a redhead! I had no idea but now that I look at you,. Of course the clerk knew right away thatCandy was male, and Candy was delightfully humiliated. Andrea enjoyeddoing this to Candy, and although Candy would not admit it she enjoyedit too.The time at Andrea's office was a Saturday when Andrea wanted Candy todo some word processing for her. Candy truly loved to serve Andrea,and since it was a Saturday when the office was deserted Candy agreedto let Andrea fully dress her, and Candy would play secretary. So theydid that, and it was great fun.. I was tormented for years, until I met your dad and gave up all that same-sex bullshit." My jaw fell open."I'm...I'm not LIKE you, though," I told her, wiping my tears. "I don't care what people think of me. If they don't like me..." I got beside myself. "...then FUCK them." My mom raised her hand to punish me, but stopped."Look," she said, standing up. "I don't wanna see you get hurt...like I did. Okay?" I nodded, angry at her ignorance. "Okay. Bye." She walked to the door."Mom?" I said,.