I didn't feel comfortable wearing something... masculine.I focused on my body, trying to feel the same feeling of being out ofplace in it I had the da... before, but it was gone. It felt completelynatural.I tried to ignore these feelings, but they were too strong. I couldn'ttake the clothes anymore and after just a minute or two took them offand dug through my closet for something new to wear. I considered theblack pants, my last pair of pants, but couldn't bring myself too wearthem. Instead I. I began to think what can i take those big cocks and said it aloud my friend said you fucked me at the party and how my pussy was big and he told his friend how he met this girly guy with a pussy they could hammer hard. In the men time the small rasta guy stood in front of me and i began to suck his cock the others began to undress i was still in my shorts my t shirt was off and they began feeling my breast. I could hardly wrap my lips around these guys cock they stood me up and took my shorts. "You don't have to worry about anybody seeing the pictures either," she explained, "there're for their own private collections and not for publication."So after a week of battling with my conscience."Look Akhi," I said, "could you, well I mean, well will you introduce me to some of your guys." Sure," she said with a big smile, "they're going to love you with your big tits."My first client was an old guy, fifty something, which seemed very old to me at the time. He was huge, around 6'4" and. .." She broke off."Small, not-so-pretty, and abandoned," I finished for her quietly."Yeah."I remained silent again, willing her to continue. I wanted her to tell me her story, not have to drag it out of her."Um, so after a while, Moira and I got out of the water and lay on our towels. We talked a bit about Gary, and how he's just Gary. It's not like he doesn't care, he just focuses on the one he's with at the time but he's easily 'distracted', she said. I just thought I'd hold his attention for.