It looked likesomething that could go on a necklace or some such thing like that. Butit wasn't hard to figure out the best way was to go find a chain ...othread the clue on to. I had a few gold chains that could be used forthis purpose. Former girlfriends who all said they were trying tobrighten up my otherwise gloomy disposition had given them to me. I hadnever liked any kind of jewelry so they sat in my underwear drawer outof sight. I went into my bedroom to get one out.I had to go through five. It felt strangely tight. How would I fit my penis in there? When she didn’t react to my finger, I put it in more, slowly, until--at about two-thirds of the way in--she gasped. I just held it there as I continued to rub her clit. Her breathing got heavier by the breath. I decided to go in for another round.I leaned in and put my mouth back on her pussy, this time just going for it. I shocked her. She grabbed my head and suddenly moved back a little. It was more of a good reaction than a bad one.. .." I croaked. "I keep telling her that she can do better -- younger, anyway." But... ?" Gladys pressed.I sighed. "I know what's right -- but I can't bring myself to push her away. One day, she'll decide about that on her own -- but I'm too weak to make the call for her, and hold myself to it." I wish you'd quit going on and on about it," Carmen said softly. "The decision is made."I sighed and eyed Gladys. "So..." We understand one another," Gladys replied. "If it doesn't work, I can always use. She laughed, "Silly, he's just Bi like you."Bi like me? I wasn't Bi, I still didn't like men, still hated it. Sure, this body had been twisted so I couldn't help but feel good when certain things were done, but that didn't mean I "liked" it. The acid test for me was looking at a man did nothing for me, looking at Jenny would always turn me on.I turned to talk to her, but she was busy applying make up, so I left it. I picked up a bra to match the knickers, and bit my lip and the tingles slipping.