He looked for Numa, to ask her about that, but almost walked into Sheila, who grabbed his arm.“John, I am going crazy with wondering how and why I a... here. Am I here to provide companionship on a par with your former life, or am I here for fucking? Or am I here for no reason at all?”“Sheila, my dear, you are doing what you should NOT do. You are over-analysing your situation. Just accept that you are here, for whatever reason or for no reason, and live your life the way YOU want to live it.. We thought we were keeping it under wraps but I’m sure that people suspected. I know that Jean suspected something, though I never admitted anything to her. Probably the way we sat on the same side of the desk for discussions gave her the hint. We spent our weekends together and took it in turns to choose where we wanted to go. Four or five evenings a week we went out together. We went to first nights for plays and shows, concerts, even the opera which I never really understood. When he asked. It was difficult to believe that they were not born girls. I saw a few other, “Regular” guys also. Must also be Shemale lovers I guessed. Once inside, I could actually feel my cock stir in my pants. So much perfume, so many scantly clad “Lady’s.” My lust boiled over.Then I saw her. Petite, Asian and beautiful. A gurl of my dreams, I thought. Nervous, but driven. I approached her and was shocked at how feminine and friendly she was. I may of had fallen in love on the spot. I”m not usually a. 5 inch white boy penis. Trixie was still a virgin before the trip despite Charles constant begging. Even at just 18 Trixie knew it was a sin to fuck white boys. She would jack him off while they watched interracial porn, laughing at his little spurts then smearing his disgusting white boy sperm on his chest.“Dont fuckin clean it off”! Trixie had yelled at him as he turned the shower on.“But---but I have to go to work I---”, the white boy stammered, his 4 incher still rock hard.“And you’ll go to.