Got him in the next room. Terrified of me he is. Think he's not interested in women, know what I mean." His face got very serious. "Think he'd prefer ...he Navy to the Army, if you get my drift. Well your job is to save him. Bring him around to our side." He smiled. "Think you can handle that?" What does he feel about it?" Damn pansy will do as he's told. Don't worry about that, girl!"I searched for the words. I didn't want to disappoint. "Look, if he doesn't want to, I can't, that's all there is. I was completely soaked and everytime I moved my fingers over my sex, a rather loud squish sound could be heard. After a few seconds, I figured out an even better spot to rub. It was a little piece that felt extremely good every time I jerked my hand over it. Later, I learned that this was called a clitorous.My thoughts brought me to licking my brother’s fluids after I had unknowingly jerked him off, and that thought pushed me over the edge.At the time, I didn’t have a clue what was happening.. Whyshould I escape? Remarkably I felt safe with the girls and was surethey wouldn't do anything else.We made a pretty picture. I know this as pedestrians gaped, carspassing honked their horn and I saw curtains twitch with noseyneighbours but I didn't care ? I felt beautiful.We neared the high street and Mary took the lead again. She turnedinto an ally and we all followed. I didn't expect the surprise beforeme. There across our path was Jonny and his yob gang of ruffians allsmoking again."Well,. ..I was caught. My wife just stood there and stared, her mouth making mumbling noises,occasionally a few words came out "but you're dressed as a girl." And"this is not happening." I raised my head to try to explain but could not find the words. Ienvisioned a nasty divorce, public humiliation and severe damage to mycareer. I had a picture in my head of me living in a dilapidatedapartment drunk and lonely for the rest of my days.My wife then gained her composure and just stared. I was just about.