I have to admit I find myself veryinterested and attracted to feminine styles and was very successful inadvising what developed to be a rather large, ...ealthy and mostimportant, recurring customer base. I also have to admit that I do givein to my feminine side- at least to the degree I can in public. I've letmy hair grow and it was down passed my shoulders. As an accommodation tothe store's policies however I kept it neatly tucked in a man styleponytail. My appearance was otherwise male except. ..why was she here? Working a case, I guessed. Just random chance? This seemed like a heck of a coincidence...it wasn't even lunch yet and we were the only two in here. Was she investigating me for the homeless person's murder, or Demie for all of her killings?No, that made no sense. Demie had given Dianna the whammy so the older lesbian had come to our home for sex, and she had been dressed for a night out. She had also arrived at the sandwich shop before me. As unrealistic as it seemed, this. The feeling of him throbbing in her hand summoned up a fresh rush of wetness within her.Gary released her nipple and leaned back with a groan, his fingers still between her legs and probing slightly between her nether lips. Brina looked down and that nagging voice of fear once more piped up in her head. He looked so big, and she couldn't imagine how he would possibly fit. A clear drop of pre-cum welled up from the purple tip of his frightening — yet enticing — organ, and Brina's mouth. " Whoa, wait. This is the part where I give you a minute to make sure that this is what you really want."Looking at me steadily, she said, "And this is the part where I tell you that what I want, what I really, really want, is to fuck." She reached down and started stroking my dick. I groaned. "You naughty girl."She grinned. "Yes, baby, I'm a naughty girl. Just like Beyonce. Only better."I reached down and found that nub again and rubbed it. "Glad we got that straight." Mmmm! Down a little.