The reservation drama made meforget for a moment that I was on a date. My stomach went aflutter asour eyes met.Our staring contest was rudely interrup...ed by my phone.I looked down to see a text from Nicole.Shit. She found my car."Who's that?" Tyler asked."Lexi," I replied. "She's buying new curtains for our apartment. Shewanted my opinion."I texted back. "I'm sorry for lying about the car. My parents bought itfor me. It's complicated." She's buying curtains for a dorm apartment? That's weird". Even the men you think are pretty liberal. They getdefensive. They talk over you. They expect you to shut the fuck up whenthey are talking. And I see so many women who have taken so much of thisshit that they lose the will to live and just go along with it. Theytake the path of least resistance. I haven't yet, mainly because I'mstill a guy at heart. I stand up for myself. But it's exhausting. Youhave to fight your corner all the fucking time just to get heard." I thought that was just a few. A friend in a theater make-up class needed a model for his class project and begged Ronnie to help him. Always he ended his sessions the same way, a throbbing load into a wad of tissue. And then back to his normal self, completely unaffected by what had just transpired. No one knew, and he felt fine.Like the stakes in a marathon poker game the ante seemed to grow. Passing as a woman was not enough anymore. He wanted to experience the physical charms of a woman. He wanted smooth, supple, clear,. My mind automatically switches to filthy mode whenever we speak." Oh, are you implying that I'm a bad influence on you."Milford, forgive me saying this, but you are so full of shit."They both laughed and her fingertips grazed over his erection, signaling him that she was his for the asking."Stop teasing me!" Me? Teasing? As if." We're only five minutes from my place," he said.Margie laughed evilly then said, "If there was more light and I was looking at you now ... would I see the outline of a.