Our heads level, he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. He tasted salty; he had been crying.“It was the most erotic experience of my entire life,�... he said, looking me in the eyes. “And the most painful.”“Not what you expected?”He took a deep breath.“The thrill; the excitement was greater than anything I had ever imagined. Even though it was only on video, actually watching you cum on another man’s cock really was as good as I had imagined it to be but...”“But…” I prompted.“But the pain and. I used to be called Charlie. What had led me tobe dressed this way you ask?As we walked I was careful to imitate her short strides, to keep my chestout and to glide. Caroline had trained me well in how to walk like awoman.I was constantly conscious of people looking at us. Would anyone guessthat I was once a normal man?It was at that point why people were looking at us. I realised that as Iwalked, or as the wind took it I wasn't sure which, my skirt revealedmost of my left thigh. No wonder. .which only escalated things. It took just over two hours to get enough for my first masturbation show. I was doing the samething. Legs spread laying on the bed rubbing, moaning, fingering my ass when I noticed guys leaving my private show. One by one they left until one guy remained. He had watched my very first show, his name was Mike. I stopped the show but stayed in private with him. Now I had been warned not to get too wrapped up in conversation unless they kept paying. I told Mike I. .. interested.“I mean, if I told you something ... about Jeff and me ... it wouldn’t go any farther ... right?”“I’m hurt that you’d even think it could,” said Miranda, really interested now.“Jeff likes more than just having men look at me,” said Liz, tentatively.“You mean he wants men to... do things ... to you?”“He would,” said Liz. “I mean I’ve never done that, except to dance with a stranger, now and then, or something like that. It makes him crazy in bed when I do, though. But that’s why.