Hi, Cindi. Come on in, I told her. Can I get you something to drink? A martini, please, she responded, shocking me until I saw the sardonic look on he... face. Im fine, she said. I need to talk about what happened, and theres no one else, I can tell. Im sorry, I know you are the last person I should impose on with my feelings, but I dont know what else to do. Well, I asked for it, I replied. Be careful what you ask for, eh? At that she gave me a sad smile. Heres the thing. Im so sorry I did that. It took a second for them toregister what they were seeing, then they burst intolaughter."I think I've seen this one!" one of the women said. "ThePatty Duke Show, right?" Will you two girls be wearing the same dresses every dayfrom now on?" They look like a before and after picture, for a weightloss clinic that dabbles in sexual reassignment." I can't tell them apart! The only difference is thatDebbie is a blonde, and Carl is a man who wears pantyhoseand high heels and a dress. Other than. His eyes frantically searching around the inside of the shower, and soon around the inside of the whole bathroom, the conclusion was quickly reached that there was no soap residing in the restroom. Fuck! That was all he needed. Wrapping a towel around his thick, strong, masculine waist, he dripped his way to the phone and dialed the front desk. The voice that answered was so friendly that for a moment he nearly forgot how frustrated he was feeling. She had answered by stating her name: Marina,. She moaned with each kiss, she thrust her pelvis out even further.She finally got her arms free grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down. I know what she wanted, what she needed, what she craved for. I got on my knees, I pulled down the bottoms along with her panties and was greeted with a wonderfully shaved pussy. Hmmmm, my favorite. I absolutely enjoy a clean shaved pussy. She spread her legs as far as the material from the pants would allow. My lips were all over her pussy lips,.