She smelled tremendous, looked so young and eager."Maybe I’ll save some kisses for later, Tracy." Sean said quietly. A little groan escaped from her...then."Save ‘em?" Yeah . . . save some for later." Sean teased. His hand left her ass, traveling to her hip under the loose towel. Tracy groaned a little louder, then. With her hands, she pushed him over onto his back and climbed up onto his stomach, looking down at him, her face close to his. He could feel her breath on him, and it smelled nice.. Except for mentioning family members she had never mentioned men, no ex husband, no boyfriend and the only thing I could think of, "Was she was queer, celibate possibly? No can't be that's not normal." I undressed for bed and once I was naked I looked at myself in my mirror, I was good looking and loved my body. (Ego?) Did she find me attractive, she was always so nice I felt sure she did? I slept naked that night, with a hand cupped over my pussy I smiled at myself and thinking naughty. It made me question what I was sexually, I had already been having sex with girls since I was twelve. But the one girl I really wanted wasn’t really a girl?I thought I was a freak for still being attracted, but when I got to university I began expirementing with homosexuality and liked it, but still had girls too, so I worked out I was bi-sexual. I even put an ad in the local paper and met and hooked up with a lady boy near school.When I told her all this she looked so relieved and she knelt. Who needed to speak to me now? Can't it wait just a little longer? Irritated, I picked up the phone and muttered a quick, "Yeah?" "Hey Tiff, how are you?" "Fine, Noelle." "Did I interrupt something? You sound a little annoyed." "No, nothing at all." "Okay, great! Listen, can I come over for a bit? I need to talk to you about something pretty important." "Sure, see you soon." I put my phone down and sighed. Now what? The mild heat pulsing down below was a sure sign I couldn't just let this be,.