We hadn't been for sometime, and each us knew we never would be again. When we started we believed this would be another short term fling. That night ...n Dallas, our first fuck, proved us very wrong.We came to one another knowing we would never be exclusive. We didn't want to cheat. We were tired of the lies. We were tired of hiding, and the stolen moments of secretly fucking other people. One of her former lover's called it "front seat action." For us that term became code for hiding the fact. "Oh god, would you?"I leaned over, staring down at her pretty face lying there on the pillow, her bright eyes staring up at me with adoration and an innocent smile on her lips. Those lips that were waiting for my own.As soon as our lips touched, I knew I wasn't going to stop. She had the most kissable lips of any girl on the planet, and I would not deny myself that pleasure. I kissed her deeply, powerfully, as if trying to devour her.I noticed her rubbing herself furiously now, to my delight.. Now moving along to the story.I met this girl name ‘Monica’ name changed who is an North Indian in an party in Mangalore and we exchanged numbers.Within a few months we we got very close and met her a few times again in Mangalore.The more we met the more sex we had and eventually I reached a point where I was done with usual routine and even she sensed that something was wrong.I am a very shy person and did not know how to tell her that I wanted to try new things like cross dressing,. "Why?" Why?" I replied. "Why? How about because my dad died because I was doing 'The business' across the street?" Even mentioning him choked me up, but I swallowed it back. "This job is the reason he's dead." Ben, your father dying was not your fault," Derek said softly."Yeah, that's bullshit," Riley muttered. "It doesn't make any sense." Derek gave her his mean face but she shrugged. "What? If he's not gonna be polite with me, I'm not going to be polite with him either. It was a car crash,".