"You and Pete. Did you?" Once. Mostly it was other stuff." Wow." We were having a lot of wow's just now."Do you....is that a problem?" No. Neither of ...s were virgins. It was before us. I just never knew. So you'd want to have Pete involved?" Yeah. Who would be safer? And not likley to say anything to anyone." Makes sense I guess. Who else?" John. Maybe." John was my younger brother. Too young back then, he was 20 now."And he?" No, he wasn't old enough then. I have no idea if he'd even want to.". Although these were particularly feminine articles I was glad to putthem on to cover my nakedness. And as I pulled them up round my bottomand bits they felt very nice. Comfortable and comforting. Cool and soft,gently supporting my now hairless balls and sliding on the smooth skin ofmy bottom. I felt a slight tingling in my cock and desperately hoped thatI would not become visibly aroused. Glancing round the room, I saw thatthere was no sign of my male clothes, but that a dress and some. She was probably right, we simply weren’t meant to be together. But if so, why did it take us five years to find that out? I looked down at the table and saw that my cup of coffee was untouched, so I drained it and threw a few bills on the table as I got up. We had just left the lawyer’s office, where we affixed our signatures to the final documents to bring closure to the relationship that at first had its ups and downs, and later its downs and further downs, and finally its way, way, deep. I closed my eyes and dropped my head to her anus and pussy. She had shaved them, leaving a little hair at the pubic hair, the taste of her smooth beautiful skin there reminded me of something salty-sweet and unobtrusive. She literally floated in the viscous juice of lust, and I just had to pick up the language of this juice to caress her, to fondle, to caress… It was really hard, I was quite happy that I can give her pleasure, and hearing her sighs – I enjoyed almost more than when Margot was.