I took Samantha out to my car. It is a nicely restored 1969 Cadillac Eldorado. We got in the front seats and I reclined them both all the way back. Th... shifter for the three speed automatic was on the steering column and that made a nice flat surface for Samantha and me to play.We started kissing and things began to progress to where they were inside when all of a sudden, my car began to bounce up and down. I sat up to find Willy fucking her date on the hood of my car. He was on his back and. ” “What a fucking stereotype!” Luke laughed. “Gay people are just like other people. We aren’t all alike, we don’t all like the same things. Except, we all do like guys.” “You know,” I said, “my gay fraternity brothers were like that. No posters, no pictures of naked guys. I thought it was just so they could fit in. “Most of them didn’t advertise that they were gay,” I continued. “None, though, tried to hide it. I first found out during fraternity Hell Week. Our entire sister sorority was. The experience was liberating, by lunchtime I had bought a little black dress, a short flowery flared summer dress, a pink baby doll nightdress set, black lacy suspenders, bra and panties, a white basque and matching thong, a flowery bra and panty set, various sheer stockings, some with seams, some with lacy tops, fishnets, a black miniskirt, a pink and a white blouse, high heeled strappy silver sandals, black shiny slingbacks, makeup, perfume, jewellery, 2 wigs - one long and blond, one dark. That didn’t feel like Tom. He was much less considerate with his attention. She lifted her head and tried to speak again. “Who is that?” she wanted to ask. “Shhh,” she heard. “Lie still and enjoy it.” “Is that you, Jake?” Marcy tried to ask. “Shhh, just lie still. You don’t mind, do you?” Marcy was sure it was Jake and, no, she didn’t mind. She shook her head to indicate as much and then she felt two hands stroking at her breasts and light kisses on her cheek and nose and then her chin..