" Huh," I said, coming out of my trance."I see you've noticed my friend Lori." "Lori?" I asked, with an inquisitive tone."Yeah, we've been friends sin...e we were little kids," Kristin said, nudging me again with a big grin as she nodded at Lori, "Why don't you go over and talk to her?"I had recently met Kristin, so she didn't know I would have jumped off the Mackinac Bridge before I did that! I just stood there not sure how to respond as Kristin's smile kept getting bigger. Then I jumped as. The sweet sound of flesh slapping together was in the air. Bellies pressed and rubbed against each other, and smooth, hairless crotches were now locked in a slam contest. It was my sincere hope that June’s sweet pussy lips were making contact with the olive skinned beauty’s bare pussy lips.Back and forth their undulating bodies rolled, arms wrapped around each other tightly. Their silky smooth legs were entwined. Then, June seemed to take control. Or, did Lady Bianca want her to finish matters?. “It’s pretty intuitive once you get used to it!” They said in unison once again, before having a bit of irritation fill their face.After they practiced for a bit more, they began trying to get up, and despite the difference weight and height proportions, it was easier to do then talking. They practice walking in different directions together and alone for a bit, and before sunrise, they became unnoticeably good at it.“I? We should probably find something to eat.” The woman spoke.The man scanned. He frowned, tapping his fingers on the tabletop. "I've wondered about that, myself, Tara. I mean, I'm not transsexual, nor do I really want to follow your transformation in my own life. But I've always wondered, I suppose, about the benefits of what having attractive sexuality must give someone. You're an escape of sorts, I suppose -- it's no accident you morphed from a stout man into a bombshell. I look at beautiful women on the train, and wonder what it must like to have such confidence in.