I was tearing us apart." We talked, of course, really talked. I don't mean to be judgmental, but maybe if you and your George had talked more, you'd...still be together." "Okay, maybe sometimes talking alone isn't enough. But Sam convinced me we needed to do whatever it took to stay together." Yes, it is easy to say that. But Sam was serious. Though at the time I was so jealous, guilt really, that I demanded proof of Sam's commitment before I would believe." "What sort of proof would. As Gloria and I were spending every Friday evening at the Purple Python, wedid not feel the need to go there every Saturday as well. Although thePython had been the centre of our circle last year; this term we decided toventure further afield and explore some of the other delights The Villagehad to offer. As gay cross-dressers we felt pretty comfortable going intomost venues in the Village. Many, if not most, men who cross-dress areheterosexual and feel uncomfortable in an exclusively gay. I could see a pulse point in her neck begin to throb. “You have damned good instincts,” she finally replied.“They’ve served me well. I think you’re the sort of girl who makes exceptions to the rules.”“Yes ... under the right circumstances.” I slipped my hand behind her head and this time instead of kissing her, we kissed each other. Then, again and again. “You’re the sort of guy who knows how to kiss,” she said and we kissed again, this time lingering and touching tongues.I led her to my sofa. Without saying a word I placed my cock at her lips and she started to suck on me. She gently moved up and down my shaft as she took her hand and placed it on my buttocks to pull me in toward her; my hand still on my cock. As it was time to move on I realized that I had no idea what I was going to have Troy do as I have never had sex or anything like it with a guy. At the same time I realized that it would be my turn at some point and he would be asking me to do something as well. The three of.