.." Transvestite! Yer a transvestite! I knew it soon as I saw yer! Least yer in the right place then." I'm not a trans... I am NOT a trans... whatsit!..." Yes yer is! Yer a transvestite! Thems all are in here mate! Well nearly all... ya just possibly just might be one of those... umm... aah 'transsexuelles'. Quite tasty some of thems are, believe me! Well we'll get ya sorted out in a bit, mate. Anyways, yer was sayin' yer a transvestite." No I wasn't! I was saying there's something written on the. I stood and faced her. She was almost shoulder-deep. The light of the fire danced over her face. Her red hair clung to her scalp and shoulders. I walked to the edge and picked up her clothes, all the while my eyes were on the slight swell of the breast just parking from the water.”No bra?” I asked as she tossed her wet clothes to me. All the while my eyes explored her form that was distorted by the flowing water. ”I don't need one, just in case you haven't noticed,” she teased.I chuckled and. Married. Damn! That did not stop me from admiring his fantastic body from afar. He spent a lot of time working on the yard and doing renos on his house. Usually wearing just a pair of work pants that had an interesting rip in the crotch area. I managed to wash the dishes for hours just standing at the sink and watching him work. Eventually I discovered the wife had left him! Not long after that I noticed he was washing dishes a little more often as well. Our kitchen windows faced each other. Will you help me?”“Tony! Not again! You haven’t done your Christmas shopping?”“Um ... well ... no.”“Okay. What time do the shops open? Do you have any ideas this year? When are we leaving?” Bree was up and moving toward the shower. I saw Wendy slip out the door and got up to go help with coffee. Allison and Melody rolled toward each other. I paused to watch a moment as they positioned themselves for mutual satisfaction.“Does this room always smell like sex?” Rio asked sleepily. “Whose hand is.