.. The talk we had about never again... And... I'm sorry I don’t mean to flirt so!" She stammered but he felt her eyes gazing in to her eyes and fel... warmth spread throughout her body. His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him. He brought her back up and gave an exaggerated tug pulling her slightly closer into him. "Don't say sorry... You’re not a sorry person. You apologize. When you say you’re sorry it makes you. I’ve watched you all night, and I saw glimpses of her when you let your guard down. Tonight, I’ve come to realise, probably as you have, that you’ll always be Carla. So, I guess the question is, what will happen after you’re married? What will happen to Carla then?’ His penetrating insight shook me, and for a moment, I didn’t know what to say. It was if he’d been reading my thoughts. Finally, I snuggled against him and said ‘After we’re married, I’m hoping I can live as Carla full time. There. .. he was referring to their encounter the previous night in the parking garage!“I-I’m okay ... Sir. A little sore, but okay,” she said, looking down.“That’s understandable, I suppose. Parking garage sex is not meant for comfort!” he said.Kathy blushed red as a tomato. “No, it isn’t,” she agreed.“I’m glad that you came to work today, Miss Johnson. Frankly, I had my doubts that you would after last night,” he said.“Well, Sir, I thought about it – a lot. And I was torn to be truthful. Part of me. "I am complicit. I am sort of bisexual myself. You are the only man I have been with. I have never been with a woman. Nevertheless, I find that I desire your sister too. Right now we should only talk about this. We need to proceed cautiously. We must be patient and sensitive to your sister's desires. I remember how I felt when I was your sister's age. I had never been kissed. I wanted to be kissed, but only by the right boy. I was not in a hurry to have sex with someone, but I knew how.