No, I didn't love to get spanked with your belt, but I had a secret fantasy about three older boys.... and there it was. Altough, I have to admit, the...fantasy was much nicer than reality, and didn't hurt. But the shitting... exactly what I was dreaming of. - Now that I know how it feels and plays out in reality, I can dismiss the fantasy, but it's nice to have had it for real.... well, kinda of. At least, the shit... finally, his good well-smelly boyshit right in my face and in my nose... I. I was loving the attention and my moves were seductive. I knew I was turning him on. Soon, I saw him walking to the door of my building....he was coming up! I got a note ready and when he knocked, I slid it under the door. My note said," I'm not a real woman, but am a sissy crossdresser. If you knock again, I will open the door. His knock was immediate, and so I did.This man was probably near 60, pot bellied, and bald. I thought he looked a bit like the cartoon character of Bill on King of the. Next question? Have you ever done drugs? Not today, but I prefer American grown pot to the imports that put hard-working Americans out of work. One last question, do you have any children? I know of two children. One is with my landlord from college and the other is with a lesbian couple in Florida. There might be others, but I'm not aware of them."Beth laughed and said, "I guess we better start looking for someone without all the skeletons in their closet. I'd be afraid when they asked me,. So, I picked up my bag and followed him. There was enough distance between us so that any bystanders wouldn't assume we were together, but I felt as though every person in the park was watching me and knew I was about to have sex with a strange man. I was shocked as I realised that I didn't care if everyone knew what I was doing. The thought of people imagining what was about to happen excited me beyond belief.I quickened my pace as I noticed my voyeur had turned left and gone between two.