After about fiveminutes it started to stir to life."Mmm," Bea said pulling her mouth off his scrotum with a loud smack,"Looks like we have a new recor... holder." Well don't stop now!" Stan said and laughed, "You don't want to doanything half way do you?"Bea smiled at him and went back to sucking. It felt so good sucking onhis cock. Tasted so good. The harder it got the better it felt. She wasenjoying herself so much that it was actually Stan who interrupted her."Mmm, thats good I think I am. Nevertheless, we have become close friends--close enough, indeed, for me to have confided my little secret to him, a secret such as I've shared with only few others, male or female. Louis knows that I'm a transsexual, or a shemale--"a chick with a dick," as it is sometimes crudely, but plainly put.Upon finishing my dessert, I asked to speak to Louis."Is anything the matter, Mademoiselle?" the waiter asked, clearly concerned that he had, in some minute way, failed me."Not at all," I assured him.. She was a sight for sore eyes as she smiled at me. Her blouse tight against her magnificent breasts that I always love to suckle, her skirt White against her skin only hinting at what lay beneath. “Hi honey. Why don’t you get out of those nasty clothes while I get you a beer and then you can get in the shower and we can go. I have made reservations and we need not rush”. With this I smiled and as her body slipped into mine I kissed her warm lips my tongue finding hers wet warm and soft. Her. I count myself fortunate, not just to know them, but to get to watch them live a free life. It was the kind I never managed to create for myself.I wish I could show a deeper understanding of your past and situation, but even though I was an escort in my younger days; I never was in fear for my life or my family like you were. Yes, I worked in a city where men of great power often sought paid company, but this happened in America, where those men of great power feared the media and the damage to.