Wearing those trousers wasn't going to make me feel good; they'dmake me feel like I had to visibly apologise to the world for tryingout as a woman.Som... people will tell you gender is a social construct, infiltratedinto society's consciousness by years of patriarchal conditioning. Somewill tell you that women shouldn't wear trousers and others will insistthat women shouldn't wear skirts. Others will maintain that I can't bea woman as I happened to be born with a penis or that I only want. Show me how much better you are at this shit!"Spurred on by his urgency, I sucked hits cock hungrily. I allowed him to guide the speed and depth of my efforts, letting him force his cock into my throat over and over until my head was swimming from lack of breath. When he finally released me from his grip, I pulled up and off his dick, with my saliva dripping down my chin.James looked at me with a fierceness that made me tremble as he removed his shirt. "You're a slut for cock, Milik, you know. The song he'd chosen was "Let her go" by Passenger.You only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you love her when you let her goOnly know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go And you let her go...Staring at the bottom of your glass Hoping one day you'll make a dream last But dreams come slow, and they go so fastYou see her when you close your eyes, Maybe. "So" Gina said. "Heather how is your relationship with Cat?" It is fine we just go out to dinner or the movies." Heather said."Has she made a move on you yet?" Gina said smiling."Baby!" Tammy said poking her."It is ok trust me." Gina replied, "We should talk to your friends about this." Well no we have not done what you two have done." Heather said.Gina leaned over and kissed Tammy. We both watched as the two kissed deeply. It made me feel so strange inside watching my friend like this with.