I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge, took off my sweaty shirt and headed back to grab a quick shower. As I passed the spare bedroom I noticed my aun... was resting on the bed. She had a wet cloth covering her eyes and was in just a tank top and some shorts. Just as I began to open the door to my room I heard my aunt call my name, “Jason? Jason, is that you sweetie?” “Nope…just your friendly neighborhood burglar” I said, “Got anything of value?” “Just lil ol’ me all here by my lonesome” she. . I think I have to, but I'm scared. I could end up like one of thesepeople." I get that. But maybe, if you aren't alone, that wont happen." I dont pass, though. I cant see how I could make it work." Maybe one time, you could come in as your real self, and get someobjective opinions on what you need." I .. I will have to think about that." I said, and fled the building.Weeks went by, and finally with the support of many friends online, Istepped out in a skirt, and drove down to the Pride. How she likes tasting herself on my lips. “If you’ll be a good boy and make me cum with your tongue, I’ll have a nice surprise for you.”She doesn’t have to promise anything, I love savouring the nectar of her power games. She gets really worked up and wet just by tying me up. I tease her with soft waves of butterfly flutter licks and then dwelve deeper. She grinds herself on my face holding her body up by the squeaky headboard.I get startled by a sudden sensation on my cock. Either she’s. Usually a month behind, but they are there none the less. So today is the day of my monthly visit. Knowing that it is a very quiet day at the library. And knowing that the magazine section is in a rather secluded area of the library so I can have a little privacy when reading the "articles". I also get to see my favorite librarian, Leigh. There is something about her, I just don't know what it is. Maybe, today will be the day I actually work up the courage to ask her out on a date. Ha, right..