“Fair enough sis,” Jeff replied. “And remember I can't have sex for awhile. Can you wait until it's safe?” I asked. “Yes sis. But I'll miss ...t though,” Jeff replied. “I know, I've had sex with you many times, I was there. I know how good it is. But it won't last forever. Just like 2 months I think, but after that, we'll let Jessica take him for a few hours and we'll just have some time got make up sex,” I said. “Are you planning on us having a fight sis?” Jeff asked. “No smart ass, to make up. "What's this, huh?" he asks, as his fingers weave into the masking tape.It rips and my breast bounces out into my t-shirt, my hard nipple pushingup the fabric."There it is!" he says, squeezing my nipple through my hoodie.Immediately I start leaking into it, gasping."Leave me alone!" I say, pushing at him.Out of nowhere the tall dykey trans girl from my databases class appears.She shoves him off of me, and he falls to the ground cursing.She reaches her hand out to me. "Hey sweetie, let's get you. Fuck the risk! He had to have her. Now!Michele sat before the makeup mirror twirling the wine glass in her fingerswatching the light sparkle in the red Shiraz. The dark red wine matchedthe colour of her fingernails and she briefly giggled to herself at thecomplement. She was slightly drunk from the half-bottle of wine she hadalready consumed and she set the wine glass down carefully and began to addthe final touches to her makeup.Michele was actually Michael, a divorcee in his mid forties. However, I think she already knew that. She got up again for whatever reason. She saw something across the room. I didn’t see it but she did. She walked over and as she did I watched her sleek ass, which of course was small but shapely as hell, cross the room. I was astounded by its graceful eccentric qualities and I wanted to shout out to her “May I suck your ass Cynthia? I mean just for today. I’ll pay you back somehow.” But none of that happened of course. The story continued. She knew.