”I leant down towards my daughter’s upturned face. I was holding my daughter very intimately; almost like a lover. Kara’s eyes went very wide, b...t she didn’t pull away. She seemed entranced as my face grew closer to her own; her lips parted, and I saw her pink tongue dart out to moisten them. When all I did was playfully kiss the tip of her nose, a brief flash of disappointment crossed her face. I stepped away from her and gently turned her to face the stairs. I patted her on the ass once more. “Have you always wanted to see a drag show?” “A what?” asked Ben. “Yes,” said Lacy. “And I’ve heard this is the best in the state.” “Shy of New York or Las Vegas I must agree,” said Gordon. “Hold on,” interrupted Ben, “you never said this was a drag show.” “I didn’t?” exclaimed Lacy, with a twinkle in her eye. “No!” barked Ben. “Sorry,” said Lacy “I thought you knew The Outskirts was a gay bar.” Ben’s eyes grew wide. “Why?” Lacy smiled nervously, then said, “Because you’re gay.” Ben grabbed his. One Monday I noticed an “interesting” young woman waiting at the bus stop watching me. I learned her name was Cherry, she had short red hair (dyed) and always wore a pin or bracelet or necklace with a cherry on it. She was not a looker, but no dog either. With her corporate armor in place I could not tell anything about her figure, except she was thin.On Friday a week later this woman approached me with a proposition. When she started her job, it was a 30 minute, fifty cent bus ride to her. As a slid my finger over her clit I felt her body tense up and she let out a little moan. With that she pulled back and sat across me, lifting the t shirt completely off. There she was a figure of beauty. She had a flawless body, ripe and ready to be plucked. Her breasts were a pert b cup, were perfect, my tongue twisted and turned an I nibbled on her nipples as she pulled my t shirt off, I pulled my shorts off. Her eyes lit up when she saw my cock. Im not a big man, about 6.5’’ but I think.