I didn’t want anybody around me then, and I’m sure that I did a pretty good job of keeping the world out of my face. As miserable as I was, I met...a beautiful woman there. I guess that we helped each other, since she’s had a lot more sadness in her life than I’ve had. We keep in touch a little, but that’s about it, since she can’t leave there because of her commitments and I can’t work there legally. I’m not exactly looking for anything these days, Syl. I’ve never been much of a lady’s man, and. .. After thinking in this way for toolong, the motivation to actually put some of these thoughts intowriting finally arrived. None of the stories are intended to turn intoan extended serial, so if anyone feels that any of the tales have endedon a loose end, feel free to to carry them on.The most polite way to start seemed to be to introduce myself, and itdoes fit the scheme because my route into the world of crossdressingwas one of the literature's most hoary (not whorey!) old tropes. Whatis. Rules are listed in the next chapter, the more ideas i have the more likely ill be able to add more chapters quicker. Constructive criticism is helpful as it will improve my story telling abilities etc. ( I apologize if I get a little carried away with the writing and details but there should be something in here for almost everyone I also won't add certain kinks that I don't like) Anyways thank you for taking the time to read this and let's start. Enjoy!( All characters depicted are 18+ )You. In fact, I'm fairly sure that this was what he needed to be doing with his life. After being with Nile several times, I really believed that every woman on Earth would benefit from a night with this incredible lover. No woman should be denied a night with Nile. It was just how I felt. And if every single heterosexual man could just study this guy in action, the world ~ all of it ~ would be a happier place to live. And, to boot, he really didn't care about much else in the sex department. Oh.