This is what is reallyfrustrating, she thought that from the AIDS crisis and the end of thecold war, those bad actors would have mitigated or put out ...o pastureby now.Even on facebook, she still misses the old relaxed style of the chatrooms of the 90's and the newsgroups; too many hate trolls and too manyhyper political trolls on facebook and other social media; she istaking a week off and deciding whether to leave facebook and othermedia completely or deciding whether to zero out her account. ”Thank you for thinking of me, I feel so special” We begin kissing, frantically, passionately, I love the feel of her full lips on mine, our tongues meet and play, her hands are all over me, I can sense the eagerness in her. Her lips mash against mine, her warm cheeks on mine, sexily she starts kissing my neck and ears sending me into a sexual frenzy, I run my hands over her breasts and down to her waist and roughly pull her in closer. “I want your cock in me” She quietly whispers into my. Carol took the responsibility ofcollecting our costumes.We made ready for the party. Carol wanted to help me into my costumefirst. Of course it started with panties. White bikinis. Since mymanhood didn't look proper in them, she had me tuck my my junk as much aspossible and secured it in place with flesh colored surgical tape. Itmade the appearance of no "bulge" at all. Then the white garter belt andlace top stockings. Except for the tucking, I was quite acclimated to thelingerie by now.. "I bet you and Marc have beencooking this up for months, haven't you?" With Marc?" laughed Sophie. "Oh no. He was certainly in on all the funtoday ... but he's not my new partner." Well if it's not him, who is it then?" I demanded."Why, that would be me," said a new voice from behind me. I twisted roundand gaped in astonishment. "Nicole? What the fuck are you doing here?"My former assistant ignored me and walked over to join Sophie. The twoembraced and shared a passionate kiss. Only then did.