“I like you,” I said looking into her green smiling eyes. “Let’s dance”. So, we did. She took the lead and I followed. It was magical.We fin...lly agreed that we should go. The place was filling-up with some obvious gay and lesbian couples, and other “normal” looking couples. I guess one can’t always tell. We ordered an Uber and went arm-in-arm to wait outside. It just felt good to be with her and I clung to her arm. On the ride back, Melissa kissed me again, brief but lustful. I invited her to. Here!” I said as I rubbed her G-Spot, her nipples shot to hard again and her pussy grabbed my fingers holding them in place. She screamed again: “Fuuuuuuuck! I’m almost there brother! Harder!” I stopped after she said harder and she gasped and pushed her pussy hard against my pelvis again.Rose reached for her pussy whimpering loudly, but I grabbed her hands and held them away from her pussy so she could not make herself cum. She started whimpering: “please brother…I need to cum!” I kissed her. ” That was a shocker as I wasn’t expecting that. As I shook her hand, she continued, “Well, since many creeps ping on seeing it’s a woman, I generally post under the name Kiran. I hope you are not disappointed,” she winks.Feeling embarrassed, I shake the hand with an awkward smile, and, shaking my head, I start unpacking my luggage into my room. She was pretty cool about it as people often gender guess based on names. I settled in, and she helped with the food on the first couple of days and. I was more like my dad, go with the flow and aloof.Mom reconsidered her life goals, habits and way of living several times a year. Dad stuck to trying to eat more greens and saying "yes dear". Their philosophies showed on their bodies. Dad had a typical dad-bod and practical but ill-fitting clothes, often stained, and with patches of holes in it.Mom was a bombshell with a knock-out body, looking like a woman in her early thirties, and not her actual age of 51. She had also recently had massive.