We chatted mostly girl talk stuff. The waitress even said 'Ladies, whatcan I get for you?" It was funny. Even I was forgetting sometimes that Iwas ... man.So, week after week, I worked at the front desk. Rarely did I seeRebecca. Cami and Wendi changed my hairstyle to an androgynous blondepixie cut. The salon electrologist did my sideburns and mustache. Iwaxed my eyebrows. I guess I was falling into the salon lifestyle. Iteven felt funny wearing pants when I wasn't at the salon. I was. "Oh god, oh god, ohhhhhhh," Helen cried out, her orgasm stiffening her body.Her hips bucked uncontrollably in and out. I could still feel Joan's tongue keeping up with the movements."Oh, jeez!! Yes, yes. Oooooooo."It was Joan's turn to come. Her hips bumped up off the floor and back down in a quick jerking motion as her hand ground her pussy beneath the flimsy panty fabric. She released her lip lock on Helen's pussy and my hand as the waves of pleasure overcame her.Helen continued to work her. By now we'd brought our own home and I recall one night we where making love in the bedroom, all over the bedroom actually and at one point Dan picked me up and sat me on the window ledge (inside) and then opened the curtains as he knelt down and started teasing my pussy with his tongue I just lent back and enjoyed the experience not thinking too much about the curtains, as Dan encouraged me to stand facing the window, he ca,e up behind me and started to fuck me, as I looked up out of the. I know that I would. Perhaps we can ... talk later, after this story has run, that is,” Lisa winked at me, not even trying to hide that she was married ... to Jenny’s new lover Raul, no less!“Get a room, you two! We all know that Raul and you are swingers, anyway!” one of the more annoying reporters interjected, “Randall Thornton, the Sentinel, sir. What do you say to those who consider you and your friend Felix to be ‘homewreckers’ for wanting to break up a happy family in the interests of.