But she said she will not be comfortable as all the society people know her I told don’t worry she can come from the second gate. I told her to come...to my house after 5 minutes of me reaching. As I reached my house I saw my parents still not left for an occasion as rains were heavy.I cursed my luck and by the time I was about to call her she reached my flat. But I kept my door open and told her to wait near the lift and not come in as my parents might be a bit surprised to see her. I lied to. The men turned pale. She waved her staff at about a forty-degree angle. "Do not raise your weapons in this man's defense."A blade appeared at her throat. "Drop the staff!"She turned and looked at the man. After a moment cords appeared on his neck. He was armored; you couldn't see his arms, but his hand sagged."And who is this person you defend?" she asked the man whose blade was now a few inches from her throat."Prince Kirilin, the King's youngest son," the man said, his voice trembling with. I lived there as a m-f trans. I lived and worked as a woman.About a year ago while living in a this hotel I was used by a young blackman as his whore for the night.He moved in about two weeks ago with a couple friends. They where 5rooms away from me on 1st floor. As the week wore on I would be comingand going and would notice them watching me. When I would walk by theynever said anything but one of the guys always smiled at me.While one night I got a phone call and he said his name was Rick. Thankfully, I hear the front door open and in walks Maria. I take this opportunity to fight my feeling of being a creeper and jump up to go greet her. I walk up and give her a hug.While hugging her she whispers in my ear, "Is that a banana in your pocket or is somebody happy to see me?"Oh shit, I forgot about my erection and it is now firmly pressing against Maria's crotch. I immediately turn red and don't know what to say. Fortunately for me, Maria has always been a natural flirt and raging.