For some reason I couldn’t stop myself and told Gabrielle all about my secret life as Irene, blushing all the time. I told her that my girlfriend di...n’t know, that I dressed up quite often, taking pictures of me and posting them on Flickr.She looked me up and down. With a bit of amused disbelieve she said, “I’d really like to see that.”I shrugged and thought, ok, what the heck, and showed her my Flickr page on my phone.Now it was her turn to be stunned. “Oh wow, is that really you? You are so. She kept on moaning in her kiss. This went on for a while. After around half an hour, we both got up from our seats and walked towards the exit. What happened next is even more shocking. We entered the men’s washroom and locked the door behind us so that no one could enter. We started exploring each others bodies with our hands and kept kissing at the same time. I started undressing her. I laid her on the ground and removed her jeans and panties. I licked her vagina, and saw that she was. “Aw, you say such sweet things, Mommy.”“Wait…” the older lady paused as she fished something out of her handbag, “I’ve bought you something as a going-away present.”“Aw, Mommy, you shouldn’t have!” said Alison as she opened the modest little cloth bag her mother handed her, withdrawing a rosary, with its pattern of wooden beads arranged in decades, offset at the pendant end by a finely-crafted solid silver penis. “What a beautiful cock!” she exclaimed, admiring the handiwork, then hanging the. After abit I dozed off. I woke up again, looked out the slotted door seeing moonlight through the window and he looked so peaceful. I tiptoed to the door, opened it, but stopped to look at him again. I can’t leave…. I whisper ”Steven”- no response. I walk quietly to his bed, heart pounding. I took off his hoodie, my shirt, pants, bra and panties, I don't know what came over me but damn it I just needed him. I get in bed with him and roll on top of his stomach to the other side of the bed. I.