Unfortunately it took another ten years before I had the opportunity to enjoy that experience once again. I moved shortly after servicing my friend so...throughout my twenties and early thirties I already knew I like sucking on a thick, hot, blood filled cock. I can remember a friend of who was always my designated driver, would go out together then I'd wake the next morning piecing the night together praying I didn't get drunk enough to try and suck his dick on the way home, but I was just. I was so tired I could only eat so much. My body ached , and moaned for rest. Well, I need to get ready for work. So Ill see you tonight, Daniece, Desiree was gathering her things. Of course, I winked at her. She walked out the door. Tony youre welcome to stay. No I have to work. Do you need me to clean, he stood up. No I got it, he gave me a hug. Leaned in for a kiss but I stepped back. Ill see you after work, dont mind coming in I gave you a few days off. And Im hiring you a assistant. I led. She wasn't a beautiful woman as such, but she had charm and an aura of pure femininity that made her adorable. A frizzy hair-do framed her cute face, a little round, face. Blond with brown eyes sparkling of, I don't know, besides humor and a quick mind there was un-mistakenly love when she looked at Paul. She was rather tall and a little too thin for my personal taste, I prefer my women a little rounder just like my wife, but since I didn't have to come on to her and didn't have any 'naughty'. "Do you still havea thing for cross-dressers?" That was just the one time, Darcy. You know that," Anthony said."Well, it was one person. But the way I hear it it, it was three or fourtimes." Darcy, don?t be a bitch," Anthony said."But, sugar," she said. "I?m so good at it."She looked at me and grinned."Just like Charlene," she said.* *Pressure builds. Frustration boils over. People rebel.Damn it, I was tired of dressing like a woman. It was time to be heard,no matter what the cost. It was time.