They lament my absence from the crossdressing scene and some are quite vulgar and explicit. I log into Michele's TVChix page and once again read her p...ofile. I notice she has posted her email address and a cellular phone number in her contact details. What's the bet it's the number of the mobile I have charging on my desk?I flick open the phone and find a few telephone numbers in the contacts file. Vanessa's number is there (at least I assume she is the same Vanessa who emailled me) but the. As the storm got closer, she held me harder. Once again my cock got hard. Not from her pressing her body against me, but feeling her hand on my pecker. I could feel her rubbing it up and down with the palm of her hand. As the thunder clapped, I realized she wasn't as jumpy,or as frightened. "Was this really the answer to the age long riddle? I thought to myself. "Was this really the best way to conquer her fear of thunderstorms?"I didn't say anything to stop her this time. She seemed to be more. Diana found herself mentally knocked for another loop, when she was finally released from the hug and got a good look at her new mother-in-law. Lorraine was a beautiful woman. Not only beautiful, but she didn't look a day over twenty-five. She was dressed in a loost-fitting silk caftan, but the light afternoon breeze pressed the thin fabric against her body, revealing the curves of an equally young woman.Dear old Dad likes 'em sweet and tender, she mentally noted, remembering Michael's words. ”Chakir spoke first and said, “If you really feel that way, maybe we can arrange for a glory hole to be installed in the utility closet of the rig worker’s dorm building. I can just tell them that we were able to find a woman willing to come to the compound a couple of time per week, and they never need to know it is you sucking their cocks. We can just take you to their building with a robe on and a burqa covering your face.”I agreed to the glory hole idea, and Chakir set it up the next week..