I can't remember his name so I shall refer to him as "Bob". He played the euphonium, was excused boots, was working his ticket, and belonged to the 80...h Entry, although none of that necessarily made him a bad person. I asked him if he knew where I could get a cornet, and Bob said to leave it to him. True to his word about a week later he turned up with a beautiful gleaming brass cornet."Five quid to you, Jack, and I'll include music lessons."Now £5 was a hefty sum of money in the mid 1950's but. Taking her clue, I gaveher a nice kiss, wishing that for the moment we had some more privacy. Kristy was sitting in the co-pilots seat next to Tony, andlooked down a little nervously. Though she didn't say anything, I thinkthat it was pretty obvious to all of us that she was a bit uncomfortablewith heights. Mike on the other hand kept up a running commentary on how hewished he could drop a handful of penny's over the town we were passing,and a bunch of other things that sometimes. Gave me a mouthful of spunk. “Then Sherlock got out his todger--he was bigger and thicker, but I gave him a good wank, and started sucking his cock too. He lasted a bit longer, but he came as soon as my finger brushed against his arsehole. But here’s the thing. Watson recovered in no time. He slipped his cock into me from behind while I was still wiping Sherlock’s cum off my chin. Cheeky fucker. But by that time I was starting to enjoy myself.” “I bet you were,” I put in. “Slapper.” “So. Feeling encouraged he carried on scrolling. On the second page he found a reference to a site for all things transgender - the web's premier site for transgendered fiction. He groaned a little at the mention of fiction, but something drew him towards it and he clicked on the URL almost before he was aware that he had done so.A few seconds later he was greeted by a screen bearing the proud legend: FICTIONMANIAFiction: Something Invented by the ImaginationMania: Excessive EnthusiasmFor Fans of.