I heard some muffled voices and then a body moved a bit; to just get more comfortable.But then I could feel a growing erection pushing against my roun... firm buttocks. It was not a mistake. It was not any of Helena’s sex toys. It was a real hard warm masculine dick against my ass…I could still feel him behind me, growing harder and harder.We were both not saying a word and I was pretending that I had passed out. I could feel the tip of that cock touching my tiny thong.It was getting harder and. Carlson didn’t seem to mind as he chuckled back at me. “No I don’t, do tell.” He’s playing that card now, not wanting to make the first move, well I’ll show him two can play at that game. “It’s odd that a gentleman such as yourself fancies cross dressers like me.” Maybe that was a little too blunt. Perhaps I forgot how much of a lightweight I was, or maybe I forgot that I had taken a few hits from my flask on the train ride here. “Maybe I just fancy cute boys who like to be a little feminine,”. Needlessto say, I was a bit confused by this. So, I traced the hand back up to theinevitable wrist, then the elbow, and then the shoulder. Just for fun Ifollowed the other arm down until it disappeared in between the folds ofher skirt.I felt the other girl softly place her lips on my earlobe and slowly startto suck on it. I closed my eyes and, despite myself, smiled."Now, hold up", I hear you crying. "Do you honestly expect us to believethis? We'll accept the public masturbation, and maybe the. Maybe my doubts were correct. The clicking of the bathroom door lock behind me broke my trance. “Feeling better?” asked Alex. “Mmm hmmm... Yeah, thanks,” said Ursula, as she took her seat. “I hope your tears drained out some of the frustration?” asked Alex. “I think so,” said Ursula, with a sigh. “Well, the mental problems seem drained out. The physical ones will be dealt tomorrow,” said Alex with a smile. “Is that really necessary?” Ursula asked again, with the same confused look. “Yes. I need.