Well, OK, so I planned it first. The two girls thought it was impulsive, and that's all that counts, right? I quietly made several telephone calls and...pulled in some favors. Everything fell neatly into place, as I had hoped - prayed? - they would. Clout is really nice to have when you need it.That night at dinner I announced I would be in charge of the entire next day. They could like it or not, tuff shit. I told them they could call their friends and cancel any plans, as I was not taking "No". One day while having phone sex she told me that she wants to have sex directly. I immediately agreed.That weekend she came to my home. Thinking of her arrival I was super hard from morning itself. I made all arrangements like getting food, condoms, scented candles, new sheets etc. She came soon afterward and I offered her a drink as we sat to talk. After sometime I could see that she wanted it but couldn’t tell it openly because she was shy. It is actually true, girls won’t usually tell it. Brad? Chad? She couldn't remember his name, and she really didn't give a flying fuck. He was tall, dark and beautiful, and he was just what she'd been looking for. It had been 6 months since Roger had run off with a younger woman, plus they'd barely had sex in the year before that. It had been too damn long. Gretchen was ready to get LAID! Finally the door was open and they stumbled through. Gretchen slammed the door and immediately leapt upon him, legs wrapping around his waist and her. " We spread the blanket on the sand and snuggle together on it. The sound of the surf echoes over the sand as we watch in silence.When the moon is above the water, you break the silence and say, "Can I ask you a question, Monique?" Of course, anything, Jenny," I reply.You pause before continuing. "Do you ever wish you were a woman?" you ask softly.The question takes me by surprise and I reflect long and hard before I answer. "Well, I certainly enjoy presenting as one," I answer."No, I mean.