‘I like myself Trace, all of me, the parts that are JJ Adams and the parts that are Jessica Swan. So Trace, the question is … do you like me that ...ay as well? Can you handle being with a woman like me?’ Trace leaned over, took her face between his hands and kissed her, hoping she would lean into the kiss. She did and their lips met, tongues dueled and when they split, both were misty-eyed. ‘Jessica Swan has been my fantasy girl for a long, long time,’ Trace spoke. ‘JJ Adams is a beautiful woman. I love it when women come it is better than me receiving anything, just the sight and sound of a woman climaxing is enough to satisfy me. I let her rest as I worshiped her body with my mouth, I slowly moved my way back up to meet her sensual lips. I lay on top of her as we kissed, I felt like we were the only two people on the planet. She then returned the favour and we kissed some more after that for what seemed like hours. While we cuddled reality started to come back to me, “why did you do. Those are the kinds of people we normally gravitate to. Buffi wasn't like that. Buffi was, or thought she was, high society.She acted as if she smelled something rotten, when she looked around the apartment. We tried to make her feel welcome, but it didn't do much good. She didn't talk much, as if our conversation was too unimportant for her to notice. Sally seemed a little embarrassed by this, but maybe a little embarrassed by us as well.When Buffi made a comment about anything at all, it was. Doris emerged from the bathroom, wearing a pair of thigh-high boots, a black leather corset, with no panties and a black pvc bra with the nipples cut out. I noticed she was shaved completely bald, save for a little narrow "landing strip". I remembered that was exactly how she had described the bridesmaid's pussy. In her right hand, she carried a riding crop. My cock immediately sprang to attention, but I was a little confused and wondered just where this was all leading. “Remember that night,.