" So how often do you appear 'en femme'?" I enquired."It varies, depending on what I need to do and what fun I want to have,but usually it's one or tw... days a week. It still takes me a long timeto get ready, and the clothes and make up are expensive. I'm also notready to give up being a man, so I've no plans to increase that." And what made you reveal this side of yourself to me now, after all thistime?" My questions continued."Hmmm, let me see. I've been careful not to let anyone I know,. After that conversation, I started flirting with her and she started reciprocating the same too. We decided to hangout for coffee one day. She came in a pretty decent attire but looked beautiful and sexy.We got into some random conversation and somehow, we made plans for a drive that evening. She wanted to show someplace that gave a beautiful view of the city and stars.We started the drive and started talking about random things. The place was pretty secluded. We got out of the car and stood. On this count, Paul was a zero. It was a wham-bang, thank you ma’am affair with him. Plus, his mother, Mrs. Allen, had as much told me that Paul was to good for me. She thought the sun rose and set on him. And as far as she was concerned, I was like trailer trash to her. So no, I had no true deep affections for this man...or her. But for now, I felt to good to dwell on this subject as my groin felt contented…for the time being, and I could still detect a small trace of semen in my mouth . He seemed very pleased at my mistake of allowing my robe to open so far and as we sat there drinking the beer, I inadvertenly touched his leg with my foot. I apologized but he said there was no problem so I knew I had him for my own.After several beers, I asked him if he had a girlfriend? He told me that they had just split-up. I reached for his hand to comfort him and out of nowhere, I told him, "I can help you forget about her." I have no idea of why I said that other than the fact that.