This man scared you, yet you were drawn to him, wanting him. He looked up at you and raising his cup at you, he winked. Your face turned as red as the...glass of wine in your hand. You downed it and nearly stumbled, as you got up and almost ran back to your room. You did not see him laugh and shake his head, as he returned to his coffee. ‘What is wrong with me,’ you chastised yourself. ‘I made a fool of myself.’ Still you could not get his face, his smile out of your mind. You shook your head,. Janis asked if I wanted something to drink. Just ice water will do. She went to the kitchen and returned with two tall glasses of water. When she approached I stood and took the glass from her and put it on the coffee table. Our eyes met and I boldly took her face in my hands and kissed her. We broke the kiss and then I kissed her again, this time with passion. Our tongues were doing their dance. “Sit over there” Janis pointed to the overstuffed chair across the coffee table from the sofa. She. Anna and Shona decided to disrobe and very soon was naked leaving only me with my cloths on the three woman made short work of getting me naked taking there time and paying very much attention to my cock whist doing so.It was not long before Shona asked if we wanted to go into the bedroom to continue what we had started we did not need asking twice off we all went all five of us naked on the bed and me and Anna on the floor, it was not long before wet cunts and cocks was meeting Shona and Gita. In my own case, I was a latent homosexual all along, & it took the prison turnout process to liberate me as a female. Which, I guess, makes me some kind of transgender, more than it does homosexual. Because I actually view myself as female. When I’m suckin’ a man’s dick, in my mind I AM a woman – not a guy suckin’ another guy’s cock. I mean, I tried the gay bars & clubs when I got out, but because I was so effeminate and girly, I wasn’t much of a turn on to gay men, who as the term implies,.