And there was my ice bucket sitting on my little bench next to the front door. Must have been my new neighbor I thought and took the ice bucket into t...e house.In the kitchen I rinsed the bucket and wiped it dry. Put it in the pantry and when I got out I saw her. She was in her backyard, wearing a white T-shirt and khaki cargo pants. She was moving empty boxes out of the house. She has a bit of a tan, Latina I thought but I was not entirely sure. That must be my new neighbor Angela. I made. " You sure you're ok?" her mother asked, stepping away to getJulie's daughter ready to leave."Mom," Christy started and then stopped. "Its, nothing. Never mind."Clara knew something was bothering her daughter. It didn't take a mother's intuition to see it, but Clara knew her daughter well enough to know that when she was ready to talk about it, she would.Christy followed her mother into the living room and said hello to her father. The image of him drilling his cock into James' mother flashed. Kristy was my lover and no boy would ever replace her. Then she surprised me.“Do you have a girlfriend?”Looking right in her eyes then to her clitoris which I saw was extended longer then when I first came in the room. It was so pink and moist, a real contrast of her dark complexion. It was so appealing I wanted enjoy it.“Yes I do.”“Kristy?”“Yes how did you know?”“I didn’t but the way you look at my body I thought maybe you liked women. So do I but I also like men.”“I like women much better. I am not attracted to men at all and under normal circumstances find any and all homosexual activities quite disgusting, until I get really horny that is. When I get all hot and hard, I can't help but want a cock in my hand, mouth, and ass and eventually a big load of warm, sticky cum on my face and in my mouth.Another odd thing that found myself craving to do when I got horny was dress up like a girl. I don't know if it attempting to justify my sexual desires of cock or what, but I know a nice.