But this, this was the perfect alibi. She’d never guess it.“I’ll fuck you, man,” I heard myself saying.“Hell yeah,” he said, and tipped ba...k his beer. I did the same.We actually got a motel that night. That was fun. The sleaziness of what we were doing was turning both of us on. It was awkward once we got in the room but then we got naked and just let it happen. We bought lube at a place on the way there, and condoms.And man, when I had him on his back, his pink hole right there all lubed up. She simply nods. “Well one night he tells me why. He’s got a thing for cheerleaders. He’s been lusting after them for decades!” “Oh wow…Inconceivable! Do you mean to tell me he is exactly like 90 million other American males? Damn…The next thing I know you’re going to tell me that we landed on the moon or something!” she laughs mockingly. “Very funny! That wasn’t the revelation honey,” I say in my most sarcastic tone. “What’s the revelation? Did your dad also tell you he liked looking at. "Hold on," she said into the phone before putting it down. "Straight or Gay?" "Straight, does it matter?" "Nah handsome, it don't matter," she said, throwing a subtle smile, "Just curious. Fifteen for ten minutes, a half hour is thirty. Time starts when you close the door. Straight movies to the right, gay one's down the left." "Jesus, must be some pretty good movies." "You can get movies on your phone." "Yeah, I know." I put thirty dollars on the counter. "I think you'll like the second to. But why wouldn't she? It was her home.When it was time to relieve herself, she entered the bathroom, she pulled down her baggy pans and sat on the toilet seat, her mind wandering. Suddenly, she was spraying all over. Surprised, she discovered the problem almost immediately. In Ron's body, she had a penis. And she had to direct the flow! She had to take aim!Quickly pointing ... herself ... downward into the bowl, she completed her task.Once finished, she wondered if she had to wipe herself? But.