"Are you okay with this?" I think so," Bryant hedged. "I mean, I want to. I've always thought you were, I don't know, put together really well. It's, ...hrist, this is hard to talk about." Why?" Jan asked consolingly. "We can talk about anything – at least I hope we can." It's been great just spending time with you this week," Bryant admitted. "I don't want to rush into something and maybe ruin what we have going."Jan pondered his statement for a moment."I can see why you would consider that,". He bought the most recent of his Flaming Girl's knickers to his nose andinhaled. Walter hadn't known she was a transvestite until she hadpulled down her tights and bent over for him, but it didn't matter.When he first saw her and she became one his Flaming Girls, her fate wassealed. Her perfume lingered on the satin panty and when he held themup to the light he could see two little stains on the back panel.Walter had really liked that she had climaxed, unfortunately not many ofhis Flaming. But we didn't stay long. Inez, of course, rode back with Evie to their apartment, while I went with Dennis. I did give Inez a goodnight kiss ... on the cheek, in deference to all present. But even more than that, it was because all of the air had been let out of the romantic balloon. Inez glanced back at me as she walked out the door, her expression one of sadness and bewilderment.Dennis started in on me the second we got into his car."That was one hell of a steamy slow dance, dude," he. My girl friend stood behind me with one hand to reach down and fondled my engorged cunt lips making them weep with my sex juices, with the other hand she alternatively caressed my big tits causing my nipples to pop.I could feel my girl friend's breasts flatten against my back, and the hardening of her nipples through the material of her blouse and bra, the buttons were like blunt fingernails scratching me. With her knees apart the stretched material of her shirt supported my behind acting like.