Her name was Connie. A bit older, definitely a dyke, but she looked out for me. A couple of times, I noticed that she did little things to make Lori m...ss up her work. Well, it kept the attention off me, anyway.Now, down to the ugly truth of my happy little life at the time. I mean, aside from Lori trying to mess me up, I really thought I was doing pretty good. But I guess Kevin was itching to do a little more than translate web sites. Without letting me know, he had began posting pics and. .gay."Reginald stood up from his expensive leather chair and shouted, "Andwhat if it does make you feel GAY??? Dear God Natalie, you may havemarried a man but you are shockingly homophobic."I didn't know how to answer his accusation, was it homophobic to notwant strange men touching my ass all night? I could accept that I was apretty girl named Natalie, but I only used that girl identity to justifymy marriage to Reginald. I realized that in spite of the fact that Ilooked like a girl in the. She did eagerly and opened her mouth again to receive any more presents into her mouth he may have for her. While she knelt there, he got the lipstick again and wrote more degrading, humiliating words on her cheeks and forehead. Then he slowly pulled out his cock. Her eyes lit up when she saw his gorgeous cock come out. She kept her mouth open and stuck out her tongue in fierce anticipation. He chuckled slightly and waved his cock in front of her mouth. She tried to lean forward and take him. " She raised her glass. "My compliments to the chef." Cindy smiled. "Thank you." She then raised her glass. "My compliments to a lovely dinner companion." They both giggled as they realized their glasses and the bottle were empty. "Another bottle coming up." Cindy opened the fridge and leaned over to get the new bottle. Amanda found her gaze lingering on her new friend's tight ass as she was bending down. "I can't think of a better way to spend a Friday evening." She slid her glass across the.