And she was clearly un-powered coasting, incrementally slowing down every second that elapsed. My mind kept adding up the figures, and arriving at the...same answer over and over again, no matter how impossible that answer seemed.Or was it that impossible?You hang around The Highway very long and you'll hear all the popular stories. How there are many invisible gates at each end of our segment, and how you have to go through the right one at the right moment if you ever hope to get to your. From there Iput on the black leather skirt and then my thigh boots. I pulled on mylong leather gloves and then I sat on the bed and called out to Tina.She came in and asked me to close my eyes. I felt her put a bra on meand slip two breastforms under the cups."I used to wear these all the time as I was transitioning. They're 36Cin case you're curious."Then I felt her put a wig, which she snugged to my head, tucking my ownhair under. She fussed and primped the hair for a few minutes with acomb. ..I hated wearing condoms. She smeared lube all over my cock and fingered some into her pussy, then tuned her back to me and leaned over the desk. I stood behind her and guided my cock into her pussy. Even with the lube she was tight as Hell. I slid into her until my balls were against her clit and started fucking her slow and deep and Patty was gently pushing back against me. She took off her blouse and bra and was completely naked, her tanned skin was warm and soft. I pulled my shirt. "It's an ugly word," I replied. "That's why. And, yeah, I kinda figured she wasn't exactly straight."That, of course, was a lie. But it wasn't as if I had assumed she was heterosexual, either. The fact is it never even crossed my mind. But now that it was there, now that the seed had been planted, that same unassuming mind began running rampant with questions, though one in particular was the focus: why did she invite me? Was she simply being friendly or did she have some other ulterior motive?.