He had been watching me and now he knew what my perfume smelled like. Next stop: Heels. I'd had my eye on a pair of nice black heels for a while but...hadn't followed through on buying them just yet but decided that under these circumstances today was the day. Like clockwork, he followed along. As I was trying on the heels I decided to milk it for a while. I walked around a bit striking the occasional subtle sexy stop-pose and bending over to act like I was inspecting the shoes while really. His number one pleasure in life is turning out "straight boys". He's very good at it. He has flipped over many boys in his life and enjoys young boys way more than girls (even though he's had many women).I was full on gay when I met him so he did not have to flip me. I also love his dirty talking. I want to get caught in public again with him behind my ass talking dirty to me while people watch in shock of the sin being committed in broad daylight. Wow, did this post force me to take a stroll. "I don't even fucking own a pair of stiletto heels!" she said, and Florenz uttered an abashed guffaw. "Okay," she continued, "Florenz, you lay back on the bed and I'll suck your dick and then, Sage, you can get down there next to ... no, get up on the bed behind me and lick my butt. I know you like it. I like it pretty well myself." Now she was bending over Florenz's prone figure and she began to suckle him, gently taking the whole thing into her mouth at once and then as it grew larger,. Ya can do what ya like in yer own bed, fellas...'" Brian nodded, risking another mouthful of his drink. "And then he's like, 'It doesn't offend you, does it? Homosexual activity, I mean...?' "I said back, 'It's hardly homosexual, is it? Me and mate used to wank off together when we was in our teens and neither of us can even spell homosexual never mind do it!'" Brian chortled again but avoided spraying me with lager for a second time. "Is that what they looked like?" he asked, after wiping off.