He did combine a certain feminine quality while still retaining a masculine strength to his dancing. It was deliberate, part of the way he interpreted...the music, and he liked playing with androgyny. It wasn’t easy to make it look good either. Females could do choreography meant for male dancers and still make it look ultra feminine. Males doing the flip of that more often then not had a hard time pulling it off without looking totally sissified. With a little shrug Xav agreed to an impromptu. I felt a pang of disappointment that I couldn't simply pull mypenis out of its hiding place and fuck her like she deserved.Nonetheless, I was determined to put forth my full effort in pleasuringher with the strap-on. I eased the dildo inside her and once again wefound our rhythm. The feeling of Sascha's body moving in time with myown was very erotic, and we climaxed simultaneously.The wine and sex had made us tired, and we collapsed on the bed andspooned until we fell asleep.The next morning,. .." She blew me a kiss and licked her lips again. She bounced away toward the store and office, so she could get something to drink and have a dry place to wait, while the mechanic looked at her car. To no-one in particular, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. This appealing woman had my heart going strong, with other choice body parts keeping pace. I was in need of pulling myself together.I guess I was in there for too long, made a call, cleaned up the grease stains on my hands, etc.. "This came in the mail for you today Steve," she said.I went to my room and opened it. It was a book entitled "My adventures" by Lewis Grey. There was no letter enclosed or even a note. I opened the book and thumbed through the pages looking for a note inside. Who was Lewis Grey? I didn't know anyone by that name. I was about to set the book down when I came across a note scribbled on the back cover.'Please meet me for drinks at Saddlebacks on May 15th at 8pm. Thank you.'It was signed 'Lewis.