Now when I say I know her I should explain that I have worked with her professionally on a couple settlements and have seen her in the elevator on a w...ekly basis. She knows my name but we have not socialized or ever exchanged a social word in the 8-years I have worked here. Stacey had an arm full of papers and files as she made her way to the table. She was walking down the new aisle between my desk and her table and as she got near my desk she said, “looks like we’ll be neighbors for a while.”. " It was Alex! "You're not from around hereare you?"I nervously replied in the negative. He offered to buy me aglass of champagne - astute at least, I thought. We chattedand when he confessed that he too was a crossdresser Iconsoled him with the fact that I already knew. He saidthat I was one of the most attractive he had met, andstated that my dancing was certainly the sexiest. We dancedfor a while and he invited me back to his place. Iexplained my previous arrangement and within a minute. He at times loved spanking me and we would talk dirty while doing it.His bed voice was a complete turn on. And we would talk dirty in Hindi. I was his lund ki rani after all. When he was about to cum, he would start panting like a dog in a street fight. That panting would get me terribly excited as well and his final release whether inside me or on various body parts would be the perfect climax.When we were not fucking each other like rabbits, I would devour his cock and give him the lengthiest. . straight. I like thick,limp noodles and shrunken sterile peanuts; like a Chinese appetizer.But it's all good, so long as I'm ramming tight hole. My rule is thatif you gotta argue with a ditzy pansy, make sure you've shot your loadin it first.Outside of fucking fucking situations, call a spade a spade, what I say.The Sissies I know are pathetically scheming limp-wristed former fags,who realized that (with 95% of men straight) they'll get more cash,cock, and protection playing like they're.