”“It was my pleasure,” I replied. “The next time, let’s skip dinner and go right to this instead!”“Marci, I want to take you to bed,” ...e said. It seemed this would be the moment of truth for me.“I want that, too,” I said. “But before we do, you ought to know something.”“What?”“I don’t know if there’s an easy way to tell you.”“Tell me what? Are you married or something?”“No, that's not it. I guess I just need to come out with it. You remember Jan, right?”“Yeah, she’s my friend.”“I’m not exactly. In cyberspace, my feminine side can come out. In my dream, one question was "What type of picture would I give for others to remember me? Well, the picture I saw was that of a young woman dressed in a white ballerina outfit and white tights. My head is tilted to the right in a soft pose. I have a silk sarong wrapped around my waist, it covers my butt. Finally, I am sitting with pink pointe shoes touching each other, and my hands holding on to the tip of my pointe shoes.One another thing, in my. ‘Welcome to the fun house!’ said Jim with a smile, ‘If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to ask. I’d be glad to help out any way I can.’ Angie shyly smiled back and replied in the sweetest voice, ‘Thanks! I’ll take you up on that!’ Jim’s boss then bade him farewell and guided Angie to the door to continue the tour. Jim just stood there in the studio, watching them leave. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Angie. He was stunned by how gorgeous this new woman was and how apparently sweet she. As I kept pummeling my cock up and down with my hand I didn't know you had the driver's window down a bit.Meanwhile as you watched me and heard me moan you pulled your cock out and began stroking it while you was driving. It got hard instantly and even some pre-cum beaded out onto your hand. Fantasies passed through your head and emotions. Then out of the blue you said to me," You know you shouldn't be doing that alone." I stopped everything...I was caught as I heard you. I tried to talk myself.