I turned my head to look. A well-built man who looked to be in his early thirties was giving me the eye. "Thank you," I answered. "And the name does h...ppen to be Guy, with a capital G."Well, why not? I'd pretty much had my fill of curves and orifices and female softness for a while. Maybe what I needed was the feel of a hard body for a change. Being bi does make for an interesting love life.I let Dan talk me into going home with him. Home? We pulled into a very familiar street. And up to a. I wear my hair down and put in my favourite gold hoop earrings.I spray some perfume on my body then put the dress on.I look in the mirror, oh my gosh they're all going to freak at work.Jenny and the girls are going to accuse me of lying to them, playingdown the lunch. Well, changing one's mind a a femmy boys' perogative,isn't it?They all know, who I'm dressed up for and where I'm going at lunch.My intentions could not be clearer.The dress just screams: "Yes, I want to be your lover Beryl."I go. It had surprised everyone when they had spoken for the first time, as they said the same word in unison. After 16 years of it, everyone was used to it. Though he and Morgan had done it occasionally while growing up, with the triplets, it was always that way, as if it was one mind in control of three bodies."Alright," Logan replied and led his group into the house. They made their way down several corridors before finally passing through a large set of double doors and into the main hall. "Hello. I ever so softly ran my tongue down between her lips, with the first touch of my tongue to the outside of her labia, her body shuddered, tensed and then relaxed as Kerry let out a quiet throaty moan. I continued my venture, sliding my tongue between her lips, her dampness providing a taste I was craving, her unusually long clit was poking out from her hood as if it was the head of a uncut penis poking out as it gained an erection. I was amazed at the sight of her extended, swollen clit. I.