Henry's head was back and his eyes closed as Kathy sucked on his big black cock furiously. I watched Linda walk over and greet this tall black shemale...wearing a long skirt and lace up heels. She had huge tits that were barely concealed in her blouse. They kissed, spoke for a second, then the shemale sat next to me on the couch as Linda went back to dancing at the railing."Hi! I'm Tonya," I heard her say. She was sitting, facing me on the sofa, one arm behind me, her fingers running through my. So she didn’t have a perfect body, so she had a few lines and wrinkles, hell he did too. She was so sweet, so beautiful, on the inside and outside, and that made everything worse. He could still smell her scent on his hands, his body, his face. He could feel himself getting hard for her. Damn he wanted her, he wanted her in his arms, he wanted to taste her again. He wanted to touch her, he wanted to take her breasts in his hands, her nipples in his mouth. He was so hard now he was stroking. Linda wore a very revealing silk robe and I was back in my cut-offs. She asked about how I knew about the dildo and I told her how my gallant gesture bringing wine to her room had ended in a sex show. We both laughed. I asked her about the black mask outfit. She said she found many of her sexy outfits on the Internet. I asked to see more of them. We adjourned to her bedroom and she showed me a rack of very sexy clothes and shoes in her walk-in closet. My cock got so hard I took off my shorts. I. Getting to know each other I guess. Becoming friends.“Should we look in the museum store?” I asked.“Sure.”Like in the museum we remained together sharing whatever took our interest. The unique jewelry. Books. Art objects. Posters. T shirts. Not buying anything. Just browsing, like it was a continuation of the museum.It ended when Mel came up to us with Charlie, an especially beautiful young man. Not handsome or pretty. Beautiful.I found out Charlie had been a model like Mel, and was interested.