Every time I talked to her about it she clammed up. The strangest part? It was now weeks since we had made love. The Friday of the banquet came and...she stayed home from work. That was very odd. With at least 20 of her agents in town she traditionally spent that whole day with meetings and discussions. But that day she was home... she went for a run... did some yard work...and avoided me. Finally she came to the point in the day to get ready for the evening. She laid out her dress for. I havea decent job and live alone. I'm out to everyone in my life about this.I have done drag shows and invited friends, family and coworkers to come see me in drag. I used that to come out as a TGirl to everyone.My kink is that about once a week I fully dress up as a woman and havesex with other men. I do this because it gives me a sexual thrill. I get off on being a total gurly fuck slut. Being fucked by hard men while taking the gurly role, just sexuallysatisfies me in a way I don't really. Isn’t that odd?’ He sipped his tea, trying not to look into her eyes again, afraid to let her know. ‘Do I say anything else… When I’m asleep that is?’ ‘No… You make noises, though.’ She looked down into her cup. ‘Sad noises, as if you’d lost something…’ ‘Haven’t lost anything, love. Must just be odd dreams.’ *** At night, married, living with her in a flat, smelling the smell of her mingled with his, feeling her curled against him, neither sleeping. ‘You alright, John?’ ‘Fine, love.’. They all looked at him with just a bit more energy."The investigators at the scene have a lot to go through at the crash site. But one thing they can say is that there is only one body in the car, not two as we had expected." Oh sweet Jesus," breathed Collette, coming alert. Patty collapsed into Morton's arms. Sandy and Dave looked at Harris in wonder."The car is smashed and burned, so it's going to take some time to... well, to tell whose body is in the car. It's... well, it wasn't strapped.