She was thankful for that. We had no mood to go back to office again, so called up our respective team leads and informed them. We headed back towards...home. I dropped her to her place. She invited me for a coffee again. I said maybe next time.But it started raining again. And she forced me this time. She was staying alone, as her parents were out of Bangalore. She got us coffee and we started talking casually again. Her parents had been for shopping for her marriage and to invite some relatives. I am bisexual and find both males and females sexually attractive, that was always for sure in my mind.What I have struggled with was my body. I sometimes wish that I had large breasts, curvy hips, and of course, a vagina, but I do very much enjoy my cock and balls.I know that every person has some time in their life disliked their bodies, and I am no exception. I hated being different, but I also love being different, being unique.I discussed it at great length with Beverly, medical doctors,. .then that feeling of orgasm that seems to travel from the tip of your clit, to deep inside you..exciting every cell in your cunt as it travels to your lower spine...then up your body to the tips of your nipples. You shiver with each contraction. Both building the climax to a final explosion...the longest hottest flow of cum from his cock...now flooding your pussy...filling it. Your greatest orgasm hits you..and time stops as you feel it travel its way through you....then finally subside,. He was the one I trusted the most, after all. The only problem was his complete lack of knowledge about the council. It would be more of a hindrance than a help. I needed someone who could navigate the murky waters of whatever the council was and its various members, of whom I knew only a few.Frost was a viable candidate to share my findings. He was a member of the council himself and was sure to know the inner goings of the council. His knowledge regarding the various members of the council.