Often.So, we are both curled-up under the sheet, with our backs to each other, in a sort of state of recovery, for what seems like ages, but was proba...ly just a few minutes, before I heard him re-position himself, as he said, “Hi, I am sorry.”“Sorry, sorry for what? You have nothing to feel sorry about, you did well, and I fucking loved it, so thanks mate.”With that, he moved closer & I felt his hand land on my back, and start to slowly caress it, as he continued, “Well, I am sorry for freaking. It was odd at first. But I was starting to understand her point of view a little. I mean if I was a two-faced bitch, I wouldn't want to stick out like a sore thumb.Her place looked similar to the other houses around hers, sharing similar qualities. All of them were made from brick and wood, had one driveway that led to a garage, and was only one story tall. Good thing there weren't any dogs out. The last thing I wanted was her neighbors being alerted about a cross-dressing man that was. ‘You’ve got something I want, I’ve got something you want. Let’s make a trade. First, though, I’ll need two pieces of paper and a pen. Somehow, I neglected to bring one with me.’ That modest bit of humor barely lightened the mood in the room, but Carol smiled while she handed me the materials I requested. I thought for a moment, then turned toward Su Lin. ‘What’s your last name?’ I asked. She looked anxiously at Carol before she answered, ‘Bartlett,’ she said, spelling it out. I hurriedly wrote. She wanted me to have sex with someone else? She had to be kidding! Guys had those fantasies, not girls. Or maybe she was feeling a little guilty about having a weekend of sex with Mike. I hoped she didn’t feel guilty because I was loving what she had done. “Well, she sort of slipped her phone number in my pocket and told me to call her if I ever changed my mind.” “Oh really! What did you do with it?” “When I got home, I looked at it and then threw it away. But I have to admit, that it was a.