I thought they werepulling my leg, but when he told me about the internet link, ittriggered me in remembering how it all started to happen to me. "How...re you holding up with that fine woman's body you've now got," Natasked. I tried to answer him but the tears started welling in my eyesand my voice started to tremble "I look like the girl of my dreams. Bitboyish and small tits. But I don't want to be a girl. I want my man'sbody back. I don't want to be expected to wear skirts and bras. I am. Hearing her moan in pleasure. Always keeping my tongue and lips on the clit. Her moans got loader and she started breathing faster. My fingers moved faster, keeping up with the sound of her breath. Before long her body began shaking as the orgasm overwhelmed her. When she recovered, I stood up again. Sucked on her nipples for a few seconds, first one then the other. Then we kissed again. She bent down, and began sucking on my nipples. Her hand was moving between my legs. I felt her fingers. "Hey girl. You coming out tonight? Ladies night at Donkey's." I'm going home." Tina put on her jacket. "I think I've been in strip clubs long enough." Suit yourself girl. Im trying to see sausage tonight."Tina waved adios to Gazelle and walked out the back door. She walked through the back alley past all the garbage and beer cans pressing on the brick walls. So Tina moved through and wished she brought tennis shoes instead of her stripper heels. It was really dark back there and it always. She strands next to Carla against the wall and by the sound of it she likes what Matthew is doing. She is moaning very loudly and so is Matthew. Carla has no idea what they are doing, but she can feel the woman’s shoulder next to hers.Carla feels she has lost control and allows herself to enjoy every second of this strange, new feeling. The feeling of pure delight. It is not about love anymore, but only about the pure pleasure of sex. She notices that all anxiety she had is gone. All of a.