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Nothing you can do.”She sat back in her chair, “are you sure...?” she unbuttoned her blouse at the top just a little, “are you absolutely sure...”This couldn’t be happening... she’s.... half my age but she was coming on to me. I glanced at her glass and mine and without thinking, I said, “are you drunk, Layla?”I saw the embarrassment come over her as she sat up. Her cheeks flushed. “I’m sorry. I misread this.” She stood quickly and went to the door but I managed to get there before her, blocking. Do you want to know a little secret? I did too when I was a younger man like you!I was astounded and embarrassed but felt a strange sense of relief - and something else stirring inside. 'What do you think about when you are dressed as a woman Peter? Are you Peter, or do you imagine yourself to be a woman, with your own girly name?''I imagine myself as a sexy woman, with a woman's body, dressing in lovely sexy women's clothes' I answered, feeling strangely turned on now.'And what's your girly. The collarthat bent my neck back kept me from lowering my head or moving in anydirection away from this intimate contact. Ibreathed, and Janet's netherhairs danced, just a fraction of an inch from my full, pouting lips.They were wet.It must have been from her cuddling with Jeri, I thought. Yes. Behindme, pressed against my butt, I could feel that she was wet, too.Instinctively, my tongue stretched out, seeking the warm core of Janet'sdesire. She wriggled back to make it easier. I could just. As one, we designed a new course.The phosphorescent glow lit up the deep. The long dome-shaped medusae contained the largest collection of consciousness on the planet, a telepathic beacon directing the drones to deposit their retrievals. Given the great distances, each pair came in isolation, giving all of us an appreciation for each new specimen set aside for our perpetual use.We have grown to appreciate the feminine form. The widening of human hips, the curve of their breasts, the uniqueness.
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