He started asking me about guys at school. I never told him about my boyfriend and I really didn't want to, fearing that he might be jealous. I looked...into his eyes and I knew I couldn't lie, so I took a big gulp of my drink and told him all about my boyfriend. He looked so angry with me so I chugged down my whole drink. He sat in silence and when I stood up to go to the bathroom, I could feel all the alcohol rushing in my body. I stumbled to the bathroom and when I came out, daddy handed me. .", she said, echoing my own thoughts aloud, "That was perfect!"I put my arm around her, keeping her close as we continued down the beach. We stopped occasionally to kiss, each time more amazing than the last. Our mouths seemed eager to conform to the others style of kissing, and although the beach had plenty of other people on it, I felt as though it were merely her and I alone in a wonderful bubble. I was in heaven.About an hour after we started, we were back at my truck and ready to grab. .. I have also been overweight for some time so I have breasts. As a man, I have to minimize them all the time. As a women, I can flaunt them! One day a few months ago I decided that I've had enough of merely wondering about my real sexual orientation. I've always liked girls but I also have had a secret craving for cocks. I decided before my 20's were over, I had to know the truth.I had been chatting with a guy who answered a craigslist ad I had posted, his name was Dave. I had been. She just had a small suitcase that she held onto it for dear life. She was wearing a ragged pair of jeans and an old yellow t-shirt shirt that was a few sizes too big. Her shoes were just sandals. I wondered where she was going and which bus she’d be on. I hoped, of course, that she was going to be on mine.I slept, and awoke with a start, looking around to see if my stuff had been stolen while I slept. Nope, it hadn’t. I looked around. The girl was right across from me now, she’d moved while I.