Is it time for lunch?”I got another shove and kept my peevishness to myself.“Come on Jack, you have to see this.”I hated her in that short black...satin kimono, a Christmas present, cheesy and desperate. Convinced she wore it to drive me insane; it clung to her peachy arse too much. Her gait shimmered in the light as the embodiment of my sexual frustration. Still naked in a docile haze, I stomped down the corridor, past the bathroom, spare bedroom, through the open kitchen into the lounge. . "Oh, oh, inside, yes, like that, oh, so good, omigod, you're gonna make meee ... uh, UH, UNH, UNH, ahh, mmm, oh, Ross, oh, baby, mmm, don't stop," she cried out as I licked and licked and tongued while I held her hips feeling her tremble and shake.That had to be it, it was sure strong, sure powerful. Wow and I did it. I gave a grown woman an orgasm and it seemed like a good one."Oh, Ross, come here, honey," she cooed as she pulled me up from the floor and began kissing me hugging me to her, my. They have no taste like areal woman like you. That is why I can spot one from a mile away"That was the Third time Tubby used that derogatory term in a derogatoryfashion. Scott knew each time Heather heard those words the closer she wasgetting to laying into the bigoted man. "Tubby, they are transgenderwomen, not trannies." Oh don't be a snowflake. I am just calling a spade a spade, or moreaccurately a hoe a hoe. Ha ha, that is one good thing about thosetrannies, they love sex with any man."Even. By the clock on the dashboard I saw that it was11:59. On a whim, I dialed the number. If nothing else, I'd show himthat there's no way a guy could dominate me.The phone rang and rang and rang. I wasn't going to let this get in theway. He was playing a game and I'd beat him at it. Instead of hangingup I paid my fare and walked inside, the phone still ringing and ringingin my ear. 10 minutes later, when I was seriously starting to think thathe'd forgotten he even spoke to me, he answered. .