All this was quickly covered by my jeans and long-sleeved blue cowboy shirt. Pulling on my boots, I was ready to go, but first, I needed another drink...to build my courage.Wearing feminine clothing changed me. Normally I wouldn't even think about other guys, but dressed, I felt so feminine that other guys caught my attention. I had never had a homosexual encounter before nor was homosexual encounters in my normal thought patterns. I guess the combination of the clothing and a few stiff drinks. Hell, my mind is forcing me into uncharted waters once more. It feels good to shower in natural soft water; the shampoo and soap manufacture oodles of suds. Finally drying, my eyes stray back to that naughty pile of Shalyn's clothes. My conscience tells me to behave myself; the temptation is just to much, looking around with a very guilty look on my face as if there is someone else in the shower with me, my fingers glide over the cups of her bra, so soft and silky feeling. That is enough Don. After he sucked….they get apart…and went to washroom…to dress up..As I saw…I ran back to my coach….and go for sleep…. *******THE NEXT DAY*******The next morning I woke up just to see Sam kissing his friend Adelino goodbye….. He was still naked but his dick was soft….When my uncle noticed I was awake he said ” Good Morning sleep well?…on my coach”” Yeah,” I said“But uncle Sam….I know you probably didn’t…. I heard you going all night long…talking etc”“Oh sorry…you know my friend he works with me. Isabel’s mouth sought out mine and for the next few beautiful minutes, we kissed the kiss that only lovers know. CHAPTER SEVEN It was after ten before either of us even moved the next morning, our arms and legs entwined nearly the entire night. I awoke to find her bra draped over the headboard and her skirt piled on the nightstand beside us. Even that was enough to make me want her again. I untangled myself from her body and kissed her gently on the cheek as I slipped out of bed. She moaned,.