I think he felt the same way. He was checking me out as we made small talk. He apologized for bumping into me and asked me if he could buy me a drink....By this time I had enough alcohol. What I wanted was between his legs. So I respectful declined his offer. But I told him I was headed back to my apartment and asked him if he would walk me. He agreed. We talked and I knew he was my type of guy. He didn't give me BS lines, he knew went to talk and when to listen and he had a confidence about. Knowing that he was pushing Cat to the edges of her sanity, if she had any that is, Freddie made sure his middle finger was well lubricated with his saliva and her juices and pushed against her asshole again.While the tongue was shocking and new and different and it made her want to scream just as much in fear as pleasure, this finger's possible intrusion was really much scarier than his sponge-y mouth organ.She reacted with such surprise that she f0rced back against it, and in a split second,. However, she took all the time she could, talking to me, and even to Jeff, with her back to him. She was topless for a couple minutes before putting her shirt on. She even reached out and rubbed my hard-on, mouthing the words, "I want to suck this", before dressing and heading out.Later that day, we decided to hit the beach. We didn't have too many choices. We did fill in some time with cards, and other things, but swimming was by far and away, the most fun thing to do. Nikki and Jeff spent. "Please do," I replied, knowing exactly why she was here.She entered, looking very professional in a white blouse and grey skirtsuit, her long blonde hair now worn in a bun."I promised I'd help you with your daytime make-up," she said, "so here Iam." I am your eager student." I said, and in one sense I was. I might hatethat I had to masquerade as a woman, but if I was going to do it then Iwas going to do it right. Down the line getting it right might prove thedifference between life and.