So many arguments that I had arrived before a solution was reached and like a lamb to the slaughter I rang the bell.It was the most strange of evening.... Most men go on a date with a lovely lady, hoping they are going to be lucky. On this date lucky was a given, in fact lucky was the whole purpose of the date. It nearly didn't happen. It could have been that I was nervous. After all I hadn't had sex in ten years, well not sex with another woman. I had dates, but there was no conclusion to the. Being in public with my tight jeans was a beautiful feeling. i wish i was completely dressed up. so i just walked and try to be there more time dressed up. i was actually loving it and getting hard. my cock was getting hard and i could feel my panties getting wet of precum. i wanted to pull my cock and i knew a couple of strocks would made me squirt with so much force my thick juicy cum. but knew i had to wait. so finally looked at the front cashiers and notice no customers so i quickly walked. So this was an opportunity for me to talk with a shemale for the first time. I would head for Fourth Street about nine, just as they would start to show up. About the third or fourth time I went there I met Christine, a very sexy African-American Lady. She was about 5'4" and 110 lbs beautiful brown eyes and a slender sexy body. She was wearing tight jeans and a zip front jacket zipped down far enough so I could see a lot of cleavage.We chatted for a while and then I invited her to my place. She. I was thunderstruck at her reply, but I went away quietly. But, something was going on my mind. “Why did she say that??” “What does she mean about it??” “Is it true what I heard and what she said??” I thought that evening like that. Then after the college, I and my friend Vinoth (name changed) took city bus to go home. He asked me “What dude? Seems you’ve enjoyed d moment?” I asked him “about what?” He smiled and said “Wtf? About falling on Pooja??” I laughed him and said “ya dude. I wanted.