If Lilian were another girl she would realise that standing where she was gave nearly all the houses on her street a perfect view of her supple teenag... body. That as she stretched her slender arms behind her back, she was presenting her perky D cup breasts to the world. Or that to bending down to touch her toes was exposing her unshaven virgin pussy to any passer-by that glanced up at her room.Lilian was not like other girls and the thought that men would want to stare at her firm naked body. Walking in on me. Seeing me half-femmy. In prettystockings. Recently fucked. Especially not him, because I wasn'tattracted to him. In that way. At all.I wasn't gay.I just liked wearing stockings and garter belts as I "took it" up theold poop chute from similarly-attired she-males.Nothing odd about that.So on that non-gay Saturday morning, I was ready for just about anythingthat Stephie and Jessie proposed. Anything except what they actuallycame up with.The girls gave me a lovely. I slowly slowed my pace with my finger in her pussy and let her body relax. When she finally opened her eyes and looked at me a big sexy grin spread across her lips. I pulled my hand from her pants and place my middle finger against her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked my finger cleaning her juices from it. Her eyes stared into mine and I could see the lust burning in them. They were begging to be fucked and I wasn’t about to deny her that. I pulled my finger from her mouth and took a sip. ‘That meeting he had with Brian Sterling yesterday? He’s arranged a follow up for early afternoon.’ ‘What? He can’t! Why?’ Sally shrugged her shoulders. ‘I’ve no idea. It took me some manoeuvring to get him on a return flight, I can tell you. It means he’ll miss the press lunch afterwards.’ ‘You’re kidding?’ Sally raised her eyebrows. ‘Unfortunately not this time. He wants you and I to handle it.’ ‘He hasn’t told me.’ ‘No, well, with Erika being so pissed with him, he probably didn’t want to.