Let me hear how wet you are.” I begged her to slap her pussy and I can hear the juices overflowing. I couldn't help but moan. I had to focus on driv...ng so I had to choose one or the other to watch. For our safety sake I decide to drive. All I can do is hear her breathing harder.. and harder... and moans that she had to keep quiet... I hear how wet she gets and all of a sudden I got sprayed and I look in the mirror and she has nothing but a bliss smile on her face. I couldn't really say anything. "You know, Mike, there's a way you could be with me and so that I'd likeit. Instead of putting that thing back on yourself, you could becomefemale. Pick a girl you like. Any girl. I've seen your Xena collection,wondered about it. If you like lesbians, I understand why you have it. Youcould turn into a character from the show, Xena or something. Then wecould both enjoy the sex."I turned, looked at her. It wasn't a bad idea. Not Xena, I found the ideaof taking the form of a fictional character. She certainly had a bit of trouble with her hand-to-eye coordination and Adam finished long before she did."Need slash," she told him as she got up and Adam watched as she staggered towards the toilets at the bottom of the restaurant. Adam shook his head and stretched; Bella wasn't an awful date companion but she was far from being good girlfriend material. She was too drunk to really know what she was like and whereas Adam was still technically sober enough to drive, Bella would probably still. It wasn’t any fancy love story. Just happened out of the blue. It all started of with her approaching me for some of my old med books. Repeated such needs paved way for us to meet up occasionally and soon we got really very close. Hanging out in the city and movies and lunches together was a part of any college couple’s life then. I kept it very inconspicuous from my batch mates but eventually they did find out about our secret movie visits and shopping and stuff. She was an adorable lady, not.