We’d just get together for a good time and nobody expected anything more. I was still dipping into one of those skinny chicks but, like I said, that...got old pretty fast once I was tapping Nancy. So I kept asking her out every night that I could and this other guy I knew, who didn’t know I was dating her, was complaining because it was harder to get time to be with her. Good!Then one time, when we just finished a good fuck, Nancy asked me something, “You sure do like my titties! Probably better. " I'll pick you up at 7, is the taxi alright?" "That's perfect she' said.When I brought her back the next morning all the girls were calling her trying to find out where she went and who did she stay with over night.All she said was "I met a very nice man and he is taking care of my needs right now, I will tell you girls when the time is right. Right now I am having fun with him and want him all to myself."Yes this woman was direct to the point.As I found out the night before.I picked her up at. “Yeah, but it felt good?”“Yeah, it felt really good.”“So let me keep doing it.” I said.Before she can remove my hand completely from her little monkey panties, I turn tables and direct her hand down to my dripping wet cunt. I press my fingers to her pussy again and Tina holds her hand over my pussy. I suppose she had to decide if she wanted to do this or maybe she just didn’t know what to do. I lean back on the couch and with my other hand I help her circle my clit with her fingers. I am so. Now I don't want any of this to soundlike I blame her for of my problems as it would have been the normalreaction to seeing a boy dressed as femenine as the most girly girl. Mom, Iunderstand and your reaction was not your fault. The fault was all mine when I didn't tell you how I felt about wanting,wishing, praying that I would wake up one day as I felt I was inside. Eversince then I thought that if I didn't keep my thoughts a secret that i woudbe laughed at, scorned, or critisized. This is one.