So many questions, questions that I would finally learn the answers to. At least I hoped I would learn the answers. I had no guarantee that anything w...uld be resolved by our dinner. I just hoped.Breath. Breath in and hold a second then let it all flow out. I wouldn’t be doing anyone any good if I let my emotions run wild. Breath. I did take a moment to consider wearing my thick leather belt, a half smirk on my face. I decided against it. It game me too many ideas. The amused thought did give me. The thought brought a brief smile to her lips as she turned back to Brad. ‘Shayna, hon, don’t you know how special you are to me?,’ Brad asked her. She responded, with a sniffle and a nod. ‘We aren’t exclusive hun, are we?’ Shayna shook her head. ‘Do you want to be?’ That particular question took Shayna by surprise. She had never felt a passion as strong as when she was with this man. She loved him, she was now sure of that. Her heart pumped faster every time she saw him and was pretty sure. Her soft hands tracing along my chest, she lay on top of me and kissed me gently. “There’s been something I’ve been wanting to ask you about .. I just didn’t .. with how relaxed and close we’ve been the last few days, well burden it with the future or whenever. But, you know, I did get something,” “Yeah? That’s Exciting!” as I wondered where this was headed, “What will you be doing?” “I’d be dancing on a cruise ship,” “Nice! Guess you’ll get to travel a bunch too …” “I will … and I was thinking. If I had run into her in public somewhere before knowing her, I would not have been able to tell if she was a TS. Since the day I knew how Kim looked I started getting aroused while thinking about her and while talking to her. However our conversations were completely non sexual and the thought of loosing a friend kept me from sharing these newly developed feelings with her. I started requesting her pictures every now and then and used those to build my wild imaginations. I was not able to.