"If your wife was calling you Shelley, or any other women's name youwould object would you not think? But is she calling me Shelley, or isshe quoting...a line from a film or book? I wasn't sure. Instead I wasbothered that I couldn't defeat the logic of her argument at the momentand I am worried I have upset her. I need to calm her down. Yes, mybra fits me perfectly so am I a woman?No.I am a man wearing a bra. The panties I have just been given match mybra. So if I, who am not a woman, am. I saw Rachel come into the room, she looked very excited.“Hey!” Rachel said beaming as she plopped down beside me. “I have spent most of the evening with the most amazing guy.”“Really?” I smiled, must be going around. “Should I be expecting you home tonight?”“No!” She laughed, “will you be pissed if I make you take a cab? Sarah is going home with Chad.”“It's fine,” I didn't care, my mind was on other things. “Just be safe.”“I will,” Rachel looked so happy. “You having any luck?”“Not at the. Down that line that tied us together, I let her know that I was there and that I knew of her predicament. That endearment for me flared. It wasn't a fire like her lust, but a warm comfortable sensation. I wasn't sure what it was but she had a word for it, Love.A single tear slid over the side of my face and fell into my ear. I felt a hand wipe it away but no one said anything, no one wanted to disturb me. My connection with my girls had never been able to convey much more than emotions or. It felt really good, just asgood as if it were a real guy doing it. Better even.chesters tounge probed into my ass, and I let out another moan. How nice itwas! But suddenly the licking stopped. I looked back, and Shep wasstaring at me with his head sidways and an odd expression on his face. That's when I saw hiscock was coming out from its sheath. It was huge, maybe 8" already, andit was still coming out.Suddenly chester leaped towards me, and mounted me, claws scrabblingagainst my back, and.