Putting my hand on his arm, I asked if everything was ok. His response was to grab my face and kiss me! I kissed him back for a brief moment before I ...ealised what I was doing, then pushed him away.“What are you doing, you’re gay!” I stumbled.“I’m not”, he stuttered, “I’m attracted to women too. It’s the person for me, not the genitals.” Not knowing what to say to that, I sat looking at him for a moment. He looked so miserable. I reached out and took his hand.“I really like you, but I’m not. She was actually a very good cock-sucker and it was a new mouth, a new woman, and a completely new experience for me. I started rocking my hips and she knew exactly what was coming.She pulled up off my dick. “Is your lovely cum about ready to coat my throat, dear sir? Are you ready to shoot off into my pretty little mouth?”Fuck, what can I say? When in the throes of passion, descriptions like that from a woman are just too much for me. I closed my eyes, grabbed her head, and started groaning. I. If I don't hear from youby then, I'll assume you really don't want your kid anymore" "ButI haven't any change" she cried. "Ask one of the guys outside, slut." Randysaid, "It's not MY problem", as he hung up. Frightened and rushed, Sheila opened the phone booth door and asked for somechange. Jake, sniggering while he exchanged knowing glances with the others,said, "Sure, lady, but I want your bra in return." "Lookingmore red-faced than ever, a frightened Sheila stripped off her bra to. I loaded my stage gun with double-aught buck and slung it diagonally across my back. Lucy watched me with big eyes as I assembled my weapons."You are so nonchalant and casual while handling things designed for killing. Are you the same way when it comes to using them?" she asked.I shrugged. Lucy did not seem overawed or frightened by my guns, she just seemed curious."I'm never blasé when it comes to gun fighting, but I don't hesitate to shoot if it becomes necessary. I would rather be the one.