Ron came back over, sat a few feet from Morgan and said, "Damn baby you're a mutherfucking dude!" The rest of the guys were pretty shocked as well, bu... Morgan was getting the sense that they weren't quite as turned off as she expected. "Yeah...if that's not your thing, I get it," said Morgan. "Slow down baby, we didn't say that...just give us a minute to get our minds right," said Ron. Morgan smiled as all five guys gradually came back over to the bleachers and sat down. They started pelting. He and Herb had done the weekly ritual of shower and shave. Herb had paid particular attention to Ian’s cock and balls as he was concerned that any stray hairs that might have been missed would be seized upon by Simone as evidence that they were just wasting time and not doing as they had been told. Ian really appreciated his friend’s concern and was quite content to allow him to take as long as he needed for the feeling of Herb’s soapy hands caressing, squeezing and smoothing as he carefully. (God, how did trannies meet before theInternet and mobile cellular phones?) I keep my hotmail account separateto my other email accounts and my 'Michele-phone' is never used for anyother purpose; that way I can ensure that Michele never enters into my'real' life. If I am contacted by email I prefer to exchange picturesand if possible to chat online before meeting. I always insist; I meanALWAYS INSIST on talking to the potential playmate on the phone at somelength before a meet. I have found. They were close friends and it felt good - that was all that mattered. Donna's parents had gone away for the weekend and she was sent to stay at Susan's house. There was a spare bedroom available, but the girls preferred to sleep together. Donna felt different that night, as she snuggled up to her friend. Susan was lying on her side, with her back turned to her, but Donna sensed she felt it too. They had almost been nervous about getting into bed together and Susan had passed several.