Some uttered comments. Iwasn't that bothered. It was probably the most confident I've beenoutside, and all I was doing was sitting and waiting.PERIODS...his is so very hard to admit and write about. Over the years I'veoccasionally, out of curiosity, worn a pantie-liner. I've never doneanything to my body to simulate having a period. But I do now follow aperiod tracker. I'm on a six day cycle that is marked in my work diary,and while I know this is nothing like a woman would experience, I do. Just then a filthy form appeared in front of Ken."You ok, buddy?" slurred a voice. The smell of the man was of sweat, bad wine, and urine all mixed into a horrible odor.Ken dragged himself to his feet."I'm fine," Ken croaked."Suit yourself," answer the man as he shuffled on down the street.Just then, Ken noted a heavy shape in his coat pocket... his pistol.Revenge, he thought. There must be a way to find truth and to exact revenge on someone.He resolutely started trying to retrace his steps. ..The sexual tension had really begun to develop as soon as they had ended the relationship. Xavier and I had admitted we both liked to write and read erotic stories. Eventually, we began to write them for each other and with each other in mind. In one particular story he wrote for me, he described a fantasy in which I - well, a woman who had the same hair, eyes, and body as me - wore a lime green dress and seduced him onto the hood of a car. Needless to say, the fantasy and story served its. Right now I have my ‘not gay’ young twenty five year old employee Paul, naked as the day he was born and in deep lustful desire. I have just finished tasting and teasing all the pleasure spots on his perfect virile hot young body. If I’ve seduced him properly, I’ll win our deal and I’ll get to fuck his smooth hairless ass but first he has to beg me for my long thick cock.I have him right where I want him all splayed out on the meeting room table, cock hard and moaning in pleasure from the rim.