She cupped her breasts at the size and squeezed them together to create as much of a crease of cleavage as she could, her pink nipples pointed towards...each other.“Yeah, just like that.” Sam grunted, a little strain in his voice as he seemed to be getting close to the edge now. Finally he pulled out of her sloppy hole and released her legs, clambering on the bed to straddle her waist. She could feel his balls tickling her flat belly as he took his cock in his right hand, pressed the tip of his. . even now!”Jade had then paused as if waiting for my reaction or perhaps judgement.But I was so sexually turned on by the photo’s of her with the dog that I simply said they were beautiful and by way of encouragement, topped-up our wine glasses.Then Jade had rested her head on my shoulder as her story unfolded much further ~ ~“You see Uncle Ben, It had been the death of my real father, Dr Benjamin Jones which caused mother to bring me home from boarding school. Greenshire College had been my. I was not expecting what happened next. He handed me a pager and said that’s how I would be contacted. He also said I needed to adopt what he called a “trade name” to go by to preserve my privacy. He laughed when I selected the name Linda; it was just the first name that popped into my head. He thought it was funny because it was such an ordinary name.A few days later the pager goes off and I go down to the dorm lobby and use a pay phone to call. This guy tells me where he’s staying and I went. I am also lucky to be blessed with a short and slim body, a cute fine featured face, and a great eye for my own make up and appearance. Usually very few people can read me as a guy all dressed up. There is an assumption in my brain, that when I am dressed, I’m all girl.I have worked hard at my appearance, and it has paid off in how truly convincing I feel I can be. Confidence is a girl’s best friend, and I have developed mine to a point of great comfort. I feel especially feline, when walking.