She never wore make up usually, but today she had a small amount of silvery blue eye shadow and mascara on. It brought out her dark eyes.She jogs and...does yoga so her body is lean and fit, she was wearing a pair of not loose, but not tight jeans and a tight white t-shirt with a fine ribbing in the fabric that allowed you to see the outline of her bra underneath. She wore a blue and white checkered shirt over top that was unbuttoned. She smiled at me and took another sip of her coffee as I. I pulled her slip up over her head, and slipped her panties to the floor. We were hugging, kissing and caressing. I turned her around so I could hold both breasts and kiss her neck. She reached back and held my head. I began to get hard and she felt it sliding between her legs. She bent over with one hand on the bed, and the other guiding me into her from the back. I held her hips and pulled her tighter against me as she guided me into her. She bent over more, and moving, moaning and panting. ..The toilets are disgusting, I look in the cubicle, and.. well there's noway on earth I'm using that.. so I have to stand before the urinal andunbuckle the crotch strap to free my cock. It's semi hard... well I'mfeeling humiliated, so of course it is, and I have to step back to pee.As I try and do so, one of the guys walks in, and.. well the pee flowsfreely then. In my head he's going to do all sorts of horrid things tome, but all he does is glance in my direction and then take his stanceat. Her pants were tight, very tight. Herlegs looked amazing in the jeans. Adding the tall high heels, only madeher legs look longer and sexier. Her hair was what one could call atossed messy look. And even without a drop of makeup, she was still verycute. She had a natural beauty, one could say.The worst part is that she was me and me is a he. Got that?I walked to the front of the store to join my mom. I figured "I can'twalk in heels" act was enough that I could stop acting and just walkedover to.