The arrogant prick. Where did he get off doing that to me? My whole body was throbbing. I needed release. I ignored Miles and slipped my hand inside ...y shorts and panties. ‘She’s gone!’ Martin almost fell on Miles’ sleeping form. I removed my hand fast, but not fast enough. Martin had seen where my hand was, but he didn’t comment. ‘Where?’ Leave it to me to ask the dumb questions. ‘I wish to hell I knew. I followed her tracks for half an hour. I didn’t catch sight of her at all. Then there. From my mid teens I discover the joy of cottaging, although I didn't discover the name it had till years after, I was, and am a closeted bi-guy, with a liking for crossdressing and crossdressers, although nothing is written in stone, I used to borrow my sisters panties from when she was in her teens to her 20's and wear them sometimes when seeking cock in pubic toilets, and in the early 80's there was no shortage of places to find cock.One of the best places was Edinburgh St Andrews Square Bus. “I’m Sandy’s husband, Virgil Emmet.”“Hello Virgil, this is Denise O’Connor and I am -”“Alex Bentley. Yes, everyone in the community knows who you are Mr Bentley. Only the second person ever to recover from CIPCS, and of course Denise is an old friend.”“Sipcus?”“Your doctor didn’t tell you? I am not surprised. It is a controversial diagnoses. Clustered Idiopathic Persistent Comatose State or CIPCS for short. Hearing about your recovery has given us all hope. CIPCS is usually fatal within one or. . but what about Seth?” he asked.“Fuck him ... he’s been irresponsible and passed out for the night ... besides I owe you a debt” she explained, milking his now fully erect cock with firm strokes.“Debt ... what debt?” he asked somewhat confused.Kelly turned him around to face her, retaining a firm grip on his cock and pressing her large firm breasts against his chest.“Later ... I’ll explain later ... after we’ve fucked” she replied before dragging his lips to hers. The kiss was immediately raw.