She could feel the man’s eyes on her back and somehow on the view of her rear. She sat up looking a little flustered and that’s when she felt it. ...he couldn’t be sure but she was positive she felt a slight wetness in her crotch. She ignored it though and the feeling quickly disappeared. “So what’s a beautiful specimen such as yourself doing out in this part of London?” by this part of London he meant Southwark. “Well I just finished work so I’m headed home.” Zoe replied blushing slightly at his. Then I met Sam, she was dark haired, had a tiny boyish body and the tiniest breasts, of which one was pierced and one of the hairiest pussy I had ever seen. I am a man of extreme I love pussy either fully shaven or waxed , or very hairy that you can plat it. Sam liked the idea of my bisexuality and while having se , she told me that she had a few 3somes and 4somes, all I knew was Sam made me come like a train, she also loved anal and loved my cock up her arsehole, and she loved to have her. He did promise to keep trying. I knew he would. He was a good guy.It was summer. I was hoping to get a visit again from my woman, but I hadn’t gotten my letter letting me know that she was coming up, not yet. She usually did come up each season. Kind of a date thing, the way I saw it.I still had the picture she’d sent me back in the day, almost ten years gone. I’d showed it to a few guys over the years. They all told me I was crazy to think she was going to wait for me. But, so far, she had. I contemplated having a shower, but a few moments of pure thoughts and Iwas calm enough to get dressed again. Helen had taken up my suggestionsand was looking a little less feminine."You're certainly looking a lot better," I said. "Not quite male, butcertainly not female; perhaps androgynous." Really?" she asked with a pout."With a pout like that, you are nicely back classified as female."At least her walking didn't let her down. In fact her gait was more onthe masculine side. Perhaps she.