Billy knew that she had a thing about her stretch marks. “He’s not going to be focussing on your stretch marks, believe me.”Jerry hugged him. Th...y kissed and Billy continued to help her into her panties. He had half expected to see a suspender belt pulled out of her drawer next but no, Jerry reached into another one and took out a pair of thick denier tights.“I thought you would be wearing stockings for him.”She shook her head. “No, I think tights for the first date. If everything goes okay. " "I suppose I can't. So is this a regular thing for you? Have you brought a bunch of guys here before?" She bolted upright, her face reddened with anger. "Do you think I'm a slut?" "No! No!" I shot back trying to recover from this error. "I don't think that. I'm sorry." "Would you like to think I'm a slut?" Her devilish smile returned as she asked the question. I could see she was only feigning anger. She was after all an actress and I had been completely fooled by her performance. I thought. I wasn't sure exactlywhat he meant by that, but it didn't stop me picturing getting him down tothose tight white Calvin Kleins he'd been pictured in and had used as hisFacebook profile picture so much, and then worshipping his amazing, muscledbody. I know a lot of muscle guys like showing off their physiques, so itwasn't much of a stretch to imagine hot guys like Kenzie offeringthemselves out to be worshipped.Kenzie set us both up doing some bicep curls, starting with the heaviest wecould each. I'd met her the other night at a club. We'd spent the evening togethertalking and kissing. She'd pushed me back and explained that she wasn'tall I expected and told me she was trans. I simply kissed her again andshrugged. We'd been playing music since then.I wasn't looking back at all. I figured that I should take everything asit came and not try to judge. I mean, after all, I was having the timeof my life with Tiffany. I had never met anyone who embraced the worldthe way this woman did.As I.