I think it's wonderful.I've always heard that men who are in touch with their feminine sideare much better lovers. Besides, that bulge you're trying ...o hidegives you away!" At this I blushed openly, surprised at how well she hadidentified an interest I thought was secret. Clearly, she was evenmore observant, and tolerant, than I had known. "I can't deny thatthe idea is intriguing. It certainly would provide an incentive forme. What about you? What's your incentive?" "Pick something," she. "I like your penis," she purred.While she played with my cock, I wanted to explore her vagina, as well. I reached inside the waistband of her thong and peeled it off her, leaving us both completely naked, at last. The rich, musky aroma of her arousal inundated my nostrils. I reached down between Ellen's legs, to the patch of curly hair on her groin. I smiled to myself with the thought that, as delightfully different as our bodies were (and thank God for that difference!), both of us had pubic. She gave up chasing and turned back towards the rug, mumbling. "Damn strays, think they can just march up and talk to people..."She'd heard of people having a disease or something that made their skin blue. She vaguely remembered something from a movie, a woman that had cancer and her skin was greenish. She supposed the old lady was sick.The girl was mystified but hurried further up the street to avoid the old lady. Instead she walked up the deserted street toward a brick building that looked. "No, I'm on birth control. I guess the idea has just never come up," Valerie replied."Okay then, have either one of you gotten involved with someone, that you think you may get serious with?" I was curious about.They both shrugged, and it appeared they were clueless. It seemed they were incestuous fuck buddies, and they intended to keep it that way."I guess not," Frank replied, as he scratched his head,"Well, I won't push the issue on you," I let them know.I asked a few more questions, and then.