I thought they might have gone to bed, and both would have been comfortable on it, because I had got Rachel a Queen-sized bed when she moved in with m..., and she was in love with it, because she had been sleeping in an old single bed before.When we'd set it up in her room, she lay on it, her arms spread out in a cross, and she had looked like a doll on it, a small girl on a big bed. We didn't always spend our evenings together. Sometimes she just wanted to have alone-time, and would spend her. Andlipstick.And a dress. A dress which, while not revealing, was low enough cut toshow she - I - had breasts.While it looked like me, there was absolutely no way it could be PaulJensen in drag. No male could fill out the dress the way that girl did.The person in the photo was unmistakably me. And unmistakeably female."How... how do I know that's not a Photoshop too?" I protested (whilethinking in my mind. "This has to be the best Photoshop I've seen in mylife")."Well, strictly speaking, you. I wasn’t comfortable with him taking her out on a date just yet. That would come later. Beforehand Kathy was understandably nervous. It was her first time after all and though we knew the principles of cuckolding we had yet to experience them first hand. Our only certainty was that John, the Bull on his first visit to our home would be in charge. I fully expected him to assert the dominance he had promised and was happy that Kathy seemed willing to do her up-most to impress him. She went. Aur waha maine use dekha aur yakin mano unhone 5 hazar mange mene 5500 de diye wo bohot khus hui.Me-ap khus to bohot hai paise ka kya hai haath ka mael par ladki ko hamesha khus rehna cahiye.And she gave me that smile jo har koi samajhta hai.Par mere friend ki to halat kharab ho gai.K sale paise kam karne bulaya aur tu ne to gand marwa di.Par use kya pata gand kiski marwalne wali thi.fir kya tha masti mazak ka daur shuru ho gaya.Hum ek parti plot mai the aur mere pass gadi thi.Usi waqt use.