What do you think we should do about this?" Sir... I... I have no idea." I wonder what Becca will say when she sees the pictures." No, Sir... please. ...ou can't--" Do not tell me what I can and can't do in my own house, you little faggot!" Please, sir, I meant no offense. And.... I'm not gay." Not gay? You're dressed like this with a fake cock pummeling your ass, and you're not gay?" It's hard to explain..." How many men have you been with, John?" None, sir. Honest." You expect me to believe. I was also glad that this was a large enough high-rise building that we hardly knew our neighbors and no one would gossip to my wife if they saw me and Matt together. “Oh, who was that boy I saw with your husband, hmm?” …… The elevator pinged and announced its arrival; as the doors swooshed shut, it was just me and my new lover alone in the cabin. The doors were highly polished and we both could see our own reflections in them. Staring at Matt’s reflection in the door, I smiled at him, with a. Each night was both passionate and tender. Although we were constantly in heat, we were beginning to realize how deep our love for each other was becoming. Every moment we had to spend apart was agony.Tara drove me to my interview in her car. She had decided to drop me off at the race shop and then head over to campus to look for an apartment. She was going to move out of the sorority house when we got back to school. I was going to keep my dorm room, since it was already under contract. . Then she opened the door and got out. Well, my heart skipped a beat. In the time she had been away, her body had filled out and she was all woman now. She had grown her hair and her breasts, oh! Her breasts were something else. Now I know us dogs don't get excited too much about the human shape and that, but she looked gorgeous and I fell in love with her right there and then, all over again.We the two women fell to holding each other and slapping backs and weeping. They can be so effusive and.