I walked past the row of trannies and went to cut through the bushes on my way home.Something made me stop to peer from the bushes at the 'ladies' int...eir fur coats flashing their powerful masculine thighs at thepassing cars. I noticed another man in a long coat furtively hangingout in the bushes a way off so, due to strength in numbers, I thoughtI’d be able to get away with it. One tall, blond T-girl had pulledopen her coat to reveal her bulging lace knickers and was waggling herpacket at a. It was safe to say that she was not happy with her lot and tried aimlessly to find something that would enable her to feel better about her self."I want to become orgasmic."Usually I'm quick off the mark but this time she had stumped me."What the hell does that mean? Become Orgasmic. How on earth did you come up with that?"We were sitting in a café inside one of the local bookshops in town. It was rare that we managed to have a day off work together so we took advantage of them when we. Her reactions, and my sensations of how it felt for her, transfixed me, excited me, enthralled me. After a few moments, the pulsing and the quivering stopped and she pushed her hand against my shoulder, which I took as a signal to pull most of my hand out of her pussy – she grabbed my arm before I pulled it all the way out. So I rotated my fingers and thumb within her outer chamber, sliding them in and out a little, catching her clit and dragging it into the opening – and she started to come. Candice sat down nervously not knowing why she was so apprehensive. If she had the choice, she preferred men. So why was she drawn to Natasha?Natasha looked at Candice, her eyes gave the impression of radiance shrouded by darkness and it seemed she looked right through her. Candice shifted nervously and was about to stand up when their eyes met again. When Candice looked into Natasha’s eyes instead of a darkness, she saw soft blue eyes with flecks of gold. Natasha shook her head and Candice.