Thank god for spell check. I’m going to need it. I’m saving my vibrator for later, simply playing with the ball of my gold barbell and running my ...ingers between my labia as I spread my thighs wider. Any more and I would abandon this letter altogether and just fuck myself silly. My remote egg will be a guilty pleasure for later, an incentive you might say, to finish this…I can only imagine the smile on my face as I worked my way through the night, something several people remarked on,. "Because it's hot and you little dickweeds are still too loud." I said as I got up and walked upstairs towards the hallway bathroom. I didn't hear a peep out of either one of them, just some soft whispers as I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I got undressed and stepped into the tub, and closed the shower curtin behind me. It was no accident that I didn't lock the bathroom door. I wondered how adventurous they where, and I didn't have to wonder very long when I noticed the. .I came for the 1st timeI recall.... That was the 1st time I remember. From there I starting todress more.Going to goodwill during college breaks to pickup some dresses or try ona wedding dress.There was a time I explored much more of my femininity in my late 20'searly 30's. Going out dressed en femme, shopping shopping =), going toclub dances, meeting other sisters like me, goin to various meetups andparades dressed. It was a alive exp.Then something happened and stopped exploring, a failed. I ended up finding myself on Craigslist in m4m section and posted an ad titled "bi-curious male seeks first time bottom experience." I got a ton of responses but none of them really caught my attention that is until I received an email from H. He was an older black male in his 40's who had recently separated from his wife. He described himself as 6'0 235 with a football build. Over the next few weeks we would chat quite a bit through email. We talked about our fantasies and sometimes we just.