It was then when I noticed him. I watched him move as he got on the tube. An easy, practiced, automatic movement. He seemed particularly frustrated. C...mpletely engaged in an inner conversation no one else was invited to and yet I found him utterly intriguing. What was he frowning upon? As he made his way unknowingly closer to me, I surprised myself wanting to relieve him- make his frown disappear. I was about to make a witty remark, in an attempt to get him distracted from whatever his mind was. Can’t keep up with you. I had so many orgasms that I honestly have no idea how many I had. I got sore, and well, just plain tired. And before you say anything, I loved what we did, and I would have loved to keep on going, but my pussy got really sore. I...”He hugged her tightly. “Oh, shit, Babe. You were having so many orgasms that I thought you were fine. I’m so sorry. I feel like an idiot that I didn’t notice. I guess I got greedy. Why didn’t you tell me before you got sore? I can’t believe I. “Still, the situation is weird and there’s probably something in your head telling you that you need to make things right between us before you go. I remember that feeling.”“It is weird, though. Right?” Casey sat on the edge of the bed again.“In the sense that it’s not how happy homoclites behave, it’s very weird,” said Cat. “I like being weird. And I’m glad Hall’s not going to be alone this week. I’m just sorry it’s my turn to sleep in an empty bed for a few days. But, you certainly aren’t. Her lacquered lips pursed in withering scrutiny. I could smell her perfume. I couldn't meet her gaze. Her luscious blonde hair poured down in tube waves around her collar. I peeked into her taffeta blouse to spy her creamy cleavage. I popped a boner. And then it hit her. She grabbed my chin and forced me to meet her eyes. "Wait," she breathed, "you're a fucking boy. Girls! She's a he!" What?" No!" Really?" My goodness!"Trixie nudged me to the side and closed the front door. She locked it. She.