Initally I had no feelings for her and just used to call her Ma. She is not the huggy kissy type of woman and she always covers herself up and one wou...d rarely get to see the cleavage. She watches all the English dramas and is quite western but follows all cultural and religious rituals. Going temple and what not. So one can only imagine if anything would happen between us.One day I was staying over the week in their house. My gal had woken up early and gone shopping with her friends leaving. I felt a primitive need to call her names."She nodded. "And the jealousy?"I shrugged. "I miss it, Doc. I know people will say I'm gay, but I missthe way the clothes feel on me. When I saw her, a part of me wish it wasme." I never said you were gay. If you are, well, fine. If you're not, it'sstill not what we're talking about. We're talking about your femininity.I think you may be in denial, Gary."I stared at the wall. I didn't say anything.How did you deal with the feelings of anger and. I sometimes think my husband is psychic because he always returns once I get my boyfriends shirts off and we are on our way for more hot fun. My dress was already off and I was stretched out on the bed as James got on the bed next to me. We kissed as he stroked my pussy. I reached down and started to stroke his cock as he slid over on top of me. He started kissing his way down my breasts than tummy and finally working his way to my pussy. He was holding my hands as I spread my legs open for. Elaine had invited Kelli over the day before, and Kelli had dressed carefully before leaving home to go to the Caldwells'. She was wearing a green corduroy skirt and a matching oversized sweater with ankle boots. She hoped she was dressed nice enough.Elaine opened the door when Kelli rang the doorbell. Elaine was dressed in a white sundress and sandals that were obviously expensive."Hi, Kelli," said Elaine, a slow, sinister smile spreading across her pretty heart-shaped face framed by dark.