She grabbed my heels and folded my knees so my feet were on the front of the seat of the chair, raising my ass up off of the hardwood parquet floor. ...��Stroke your cock for me and let me know when you are ready to cum.” Folded in two, wiped her juice from the floor onto my rigid cock and began stroking it. I had never stroked myself like this. My cock was pointing at my face. I felt her legs spread to the outside of my hips and she was running her sharpend fingernails over my balls. Digging. About once a month after that we took turns being the host. When the barbecues got boring we switched to "ethnic dinners". Mindy Coombs called Gilda one day to explain her idea."I decided on Mexican for this first one," she said. "After dinner, we'll have two drawings. The first one will be for the type of food for the next dinner. The second will be to see who gets to be the host the next time. My ex-husband and I were in a group like this one, years ago. It's really fun!" Over the next year. Hell, inthis place, baby, fucking is just that, fucking, and that's all it is.Nobody in here in gives a damn when They All rip some pussy and face offof you. In here, it's not like taking down women on the outs, and inhere, Nobody cares because whatever it is, and Whoever it is, it's justGuys on guys anyway. Screw all that "TG" rhetoric anyway. Being TG,crossdresser, TV, identity or gender dysmorphic, "bi-curious," temporarily" "down wid the Homies" (or whatever other "P.C." term youwant to. "She saw the questions in his eyes and pulled a small device out of herpocketbook. It looked like an oversized IPod, and had a wire connectedthat had several small electrodes."I've been working on this for ten years, Dad. This device holdsrecordings of my memories of all of those things. It can play them backfor you. You will, for all intents and purposes, live those days as me.Everything I saw, everything I could smell, what I could feel, taste andhear, all of it Dad, it will be just.