‘Ben, let me get this clear. Are you saying you aren’t just sleeping with me because I let you?’ she asked. Ben nodded and said, ‘Yeah, I gues... that’s what I’m trying to say. I…I always thought you were beautiful and I think I wanted you ever since I was, like thirteen or something.’ He began rubbing her arm. ‘And I think you’re a really neat person, too,’ he added. ‘I mean, lots of times over the years you helped me with my homework and stuff, and you listen to me when I need someone to talk. 15 am"Gail, I don't know what to do already. Bob is not interested in me any more. We haven't had any sex for the last 6 months, and only once in the previous 6 months. He just left today again after a week at home without even kissing me, not to mention having sex. What haven't I tried — sexy lingerie, cuddling up to him, masturbating in front of him or whatever you may think about. He's just become a cold fish." Have you thought about counseling, Bev? After all you look just as good as you. I routinely slept with other women.This next revelation gives a bit more color as to why I’m here. In ’95, I took a vacation with a couple of my homeboys to L.A. It was a blast. Of course, we were drinking and d**gging and bedding beautiful women. One of the women I met turned out to be transsexual. I had no idea at first. But, I went ahead with it because it was late, I was high, and I was extremely horny. Plus, she was hot. I didn’t interact with her anymore after that encounter and I even. Then she felt him slip his fingers in through the leg of her panties. She was breathing heavily and she willed her hands to push his hand away. His fingers were hard and they knew right where to go.She gasp when his finger hit her hard clit. She realized that that her pussy was really wet as he slid his fingers down between her pussy lips. It was as if her pussy had a mind of it’s own and it was sucking and trying to pull his fingers inside her. Her legs started to shake as she begged him.