The woman was sporting the same haircut as him, except she had styled itwith gel to make it a more playful pixie cut. The makeup on her facebrought o...t all of John's most feminine features. It was more than he hadever been able to craft out of them in the past. The meager results hehad managed in the past were enough to force him to try to recreate "her"again and again. This was something far beyond that though.His eyes moved down to the small pert breasts that were pushing out thebust of. Or a woman!Oh yes! ... she’d had women make a play for her too!Lesbianism was all in fashion; but still just as messy; that’s for sure.Men she came into contact with socially, at the country-club or at concerts, occasionally indicated they were up for a fling with her; seeming to sense she was in a sexless marriage?It was true; she and George no longer shared a bed; or had sex.The medication he takes since having his heart bypass gradually drained him of any sexual appetite. So George got. It's no nickname. It's your middle name," said Mrs. Kent."Mmmommmm. Oh my goodness. First, you flatten my b ... my Valentine's Day dance date's nose then you tell him the forbidden secret. I'm so totally reconsidering how I depict you in my autobiography after I'm famous," complained Val then she moaned and covered her face with her hands.Mrs. Kent smiled at her daughter, and then turned to me and said, "Let's put that aside for now. If there is anything I can do for you to make up for this,. She reached up and tenatively grabbed my breasts through my dress i was loving how innocent she was so i broke our kiss and unzipped and let my dress fall to the floor standing in nothing but my panties stockings i took off my heels and saw her checking me out. I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom i layed her down and crawled ontop of her kissing her slowly i worked her tshirt off and kissed her tiny breasts i loved playing and sucking her cute pink nipples her moans and whimpers were.