I asked uncle what time is his train and what time we need to leave because i needed to prepare my dinner after returning for which uncle said his tra...n was at 930 n v need to leave house by 830 n about dinner he said me to have it with aunty as she will be alone because he is going to have it with colleges in the train itself for which i agreed and it was soon 830 And we left our house uncle was driving aunty was sitting beside him and I was sitting behind and uncle was playing 104 FM radio. You don't have to cook for us tonight."That made me feel better. I know I have to take care of him. It is nice to be pampered once in a while. I dried my tears from my face and started to get ready. I looked at my face. I have no makeup. My clothes look like they belong to a guy. There's no jewelry.WHAT AM I THINKING?This is so frustrating. The tears again. I got dressed in a nice lightblue polo and matching pants. It was the best I could do under thecircumstances. Bob took me out. We ate at. Having another man's penis in my mouth. Being in the closet made it challenging to find guys to fool around with.My first story begins when I had been driving cab for a couple of years. One day, a fellow driver told me to watch out for one fare he had driven who was gay and hitting on him. I feigned disgust, but was secretly intrigued and found myself instantly wishing for the same fare to end up in my cab and find me also worth hitting on.Thankfully I didn't have to wait long. Not long after. At that moment, nervous as I was, I wanted her to take it further. "No, it's all you, Carmel." I blurted.In consternation I gulped down the glass of juice almost in one swallow. As I wiped my mouth she held out a hand and said "Let me take that." As she took the glass from me, my hand slid to her bare forearm. Her skin felt so smooth and warm. The glass dropped to the floor and suddenly we were pressed together, kissing. I felt her belly grind against my hardness. My hands slid under her.