I was wearing a low-cut peasant blouse with an elastic topand it was pulled down off my shoulders. I knew Norm was getting a good look at my tits,and ...t was turning me on. I felt something warm on my shoulder and turned my head to seethat Norm had laid his half-hard cock over my shoulder!I didn't say a word, just kept on typing, as he rubbed his manhood against my neck.I got more and more excited, and after a few minutes I turned my head to kiss its head.He let out a moan as I kissed and licked. “Michael, sweetie, you’re a dear to look after me, but it’s my mouth. Hey, what do you have to be worried about? You get a blow-job either way.” “Sandrine, you know that’s not what I’m concerned.….” Keith entered the kitchen then and strode up to us. “You a little shitfaced, Sandrine?” Keith asked. “Not at all,” Sandrine answered. She got a look on her face like she was probing deep inside herself. “A nice buzz, but definitely not shitfaced. Really, not even crocked. Your little pet is trying. "I wish you?d been born aman and I was your woman."Veronica increased the power of her thrusts as she tightened herselfaround his shaft. "No. I?d never want to be a man. I love being awoman." She thrust harder and deeper. "A strong, powerful, successfulwoman. And I wouldn?t want you to be anything other than what you are. Abeautiful, talented, loving, feminine man ? and I love him even morewhen he looks like my sweet little girl."Once again, that fleeting moment of doubt passed through. Heart will win, easy. Emotion shouldn't rule but sometimes itneeds to win. But..." she sighed and clenched the held hand tighter."Good luck hon. I'll see you tomorrow, Ok. Just go with what feelsright." And with that she left. Sam gave Bill a gentle peck on the cheekas she headed out with a 'see you tomorrow'.The streetlights were coming on as the day began to fade and Samreflected on her gladness for brightly lit streets and an even pathway asshe strolled the few blocks to the Park Caf?. There.