Yet she' submitted, albeit ambivalently, I knew what we'd done together was fifty times better and more intense than anything vanilla boy had given he......So why? ..then I knew. I was just a badly needed release valve, nothing more. Couldn't really blame her, or any woman of such seething passion. But I got pissed, then angry, not at her, or her boyfriend, or myself...but who?God...motherfucker...who else. When I pray, I don't seek a mental vision, I just know he listens...I ask for what I want,. I got scared and, opened the door. When I opened the door she slapped me hard right across my face then stormed inside and, told to sit on the bed. I was still in a little shock and, just stood there and, then she shouted “SIT DOWN YOU SLUT”. I quickly sat on the bed. She threw a bag at me and, said “Wear these”. I looked and, there was a bra, panties, a t-shirt and, a very short skirt. I looked at her with a surprised look on my face. She said “What ? You want to be a girl right ? Then go on. I started to object, then I thought about the reason I was here, and what Ben had wanted. “I’m Wendy.” I repliedJim began to tell me only a very little about himself, that he came here a lot, and then he started asking me questions. He bought me another drink. Was I new here, where did I come from, that sort of thing. I made up some lame story about being new here, that I was supposed to meet someone who stood me up, and was having a drink before heading out. And that brought on another. He seemed to be enjoying the control he held over me and for the next few minutes he wouldn't let me have it, pushing just the tip in and out while I squirmed with pleasure. "Please fuck me hard, i want your cock so badly " I pleaded desperately, not caring how dirty I sounded. Eventually he started pushing more and more dick in and out and my hole offered little resistance. Soon I felt his balls banging against me every time his cock thudded into my ass, each deep hard thrust forcing a loud.