Weve already discussed Rule Number 1. Do you understand and agree to it? I do. Rule Number 2 is when one of us decides its over, its over. You may dec...de its too much to have an affair with a married man. You may decide its not worth dating an older man who cant take you out and show you off in public. You may decide you dont like the way I kiss or smell or any of a thousand other reasons that make sense to you. I may get worried that someone will find out. I may feel guilty about what is. “She’s my friend.”“Do you know what happened with that ship? She told me she would be going with Mister Sterling from the lighthouse on some kind of adventure, and then the Kidd gang got involved and she left early,” Tonya sounded mostly curious, but there were undercurrents of worry and bitterness that Janie picked out.“There was a fight here,” Janie said.“Yeah, I missed that. I was down here. Saw the aftermath though. Lots of blood,” Tonya said, still working her fingers into Janie’s. “God, yes.” “I bought it for you.” “Thank you. Xie xie ni.” And you laugh. “You always make me laugh.” “Come to me.” And you sink into my arms. Your skin is hot. I feel the heat from every inch of you. I kiss your neck and my tongue once again plays with your ear. You snuggle in closer and I hold you tighter. I can feel the swell of your breasts against my chest. My hands slide down over your hot little ass and I pull you closer. You grind against me and my cock rises. I push you up. I want to. There is no obvious explanation. As I look at my toes I realized how perfectly I had applied the three coats of polish. In approval, they give another involuntary little wiggle of ecstasy. There is no way I can bluff this one through. At last, I give a sigh, look her in the eye and say as calmly as I can "Susan, I am a transvestite. There, now you know." I immediately feel a great weight lift off my shoulders. "You are the only one in the world that is aware of this. I hope this won't affect.