He had a bouquet of fresh flowers (he knew about my affinity towards flowers) in his hands asked me quizzically where to keep it by as my hands were n...w in my hips still in disbelief. Was relishing in my mind that what would follow would be serene but was happily taken aback. He kept the flowers on the table top and came towards me. I still standing at the door smiled like never before and stretched my hands wide inviting him to come and embrace me.We embraced each other and looked at ourselves. “So I was thinking we could just chill today. I’m doing pretty well, yeah?” I frowned as I entered his bedroom. “You mean you want your parents to pay me for babysitting you for an hour while you play World of Warcraft? I don’t think so, Cal.” “What would you rather do?” he asked. He rolled onto his side and winked at me. I rolled my own eyes. Cal was in his first year of university. He wanted to take a gap year and travel around Europe but his parents were rabid for him to go to a good. ”True to her word, Carol sent an EMT over to help. He checked Jake over, pointed a light into his eyes, and gave him a clap on the shoulder. “Looks like you got lucky, man,” he said. “No concussion. It coulda gone a lot worse if that’d hit a few inches down and got your temple.”“Thanks,” Jake said. “Am I good to go?”“Sure,” he said. “But the cop over there wants to talk to you too, just to get a statement.”Jake spent the obligatory time telling the policeman what he’d seen - nothing - and. It made sense. After all, she was a lipstick lesbian - a feminine being attracted to other feminine being, yet fully capable of accepting the pleasure a thick long cock could provide her. The drag queens provided a way for her to have the best of both worlds. They were neither men nor women, allowing her to accept a penis without the hassle of accepting a man.Roberta, however, was different. She professed to be a transgendered woman - a male born with the heart, mind and soul of a.