“Among other places. The people at your office know I’m an acquaintance of yours. I’ve picked you up there for dates. How good an acquaintance, ...hey don’t know -- and it’s none of their damn business. You’ll need some other things here -- not much, and some of them I’ll give you. A change or two of clothing, toothbrush and hairbrush, that sort of thing. I’ve cleared off one shelf of the medicine cabinet for you.” He got up and joined her on the couch.His first kisses were gentle. When his. Thank you." We just do what we can," I answered. It was the only way I could figure out to accept people's thanks without offending them about what I did or didn't do. I'd been vindicated. I couldn't imagine why the Chief of Police had chosen this forum to make the announcement, but I suppose it was because of all the news coverage. The story would be broadcast at least throughout Indiana and Louisville. I didn't know if it would be picked up by network news, but since the story was national,. Nobody would really call me a Slut, nobody would call me a Faggot, they just seemed to want to be friends and not upset anyone, it was dreadful.Anyway, I'm mild-mannered, 12st, 59 and have never crossdressed in my life or even thought about it, well not until two different black guys asked if I would dress for them, one who I hadn't met and one who I had.I had only met this guy twice. We met socially and chatted before retiring to his hotel roon and repeated the evening a second time. I had. I don’t think she was expecting my entering her pussy but seemed torn between fucking back on my cock and looking worriedly at her man, it was a couple of seconds before he seemed to notice what was going on and seemed a bit shocked to see someone else thrusting long and slow into his woman, I would only need a couple of quick hard pumps to send me over the edge and was prepared to do it if he tried to stop me but he half smiled resignedly so she leaned up kissing him passionately and promptly.