No, I… I was lamenting my faulty line., I lied, visibly breathless… again. Wed better talk later, I concluded quickly, and hung up the phone. Gee,...I was hysterical! I couldnt stop laughing and thinking about the crazy thing I just had done! I felt bold, embarrassed, excited, horny, all at the same time. Did he notice I was touching me? I was horny? Would he say something tomorrow at school? While I thought about the possible implications, I licked tenderly the phone… I loved my taste, so much I. "Don't know. Maybe she hates white folks."But Laura knew otherwise. Although Barbara might be prickly around others, around Laura she immediately began almost to throb visibly with melting sexual feelings, to smile, to insinuate, to ingratiate herself. The girl is a dropdead lesbian, Laura realized. She wants to fuck me and gets jealous when I talk to Jonelle.And Laura couldn't help being interested. Barbara's personality was rather unappealing, but physically she was gorgeous. Laura found. My wife was out of town and I was cruising aroind on AOL in the SoCal Shemales chatroom. I came across her screenname and we started to chat. We traded writen descriptions of one another and she sounded very hot. She was white, in her late 30's and was married like me. She told me that her wife knew about her dressing and desire for all things feminine. As long as she broight home the money, paid the bills and did not say anything about all of the cock her wife was getting, Gina could do prety. All they are good for is football.’ ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ I heard dad’s voice snap. I can’t believe my mom has the nerve to chuckle. ‘Bill, I didn’t marry you for your mind.’ Dad kind of gives a snort then a chuckle after a second. ‘I know you didn’t, you married me because you couldn’t believe this much cock could come with one man.’ ‘Oh yeah, that’s why.’ I could practically see my Mom’s eyes roll towards the ceiling. Then I heard the bed squeak. It sounded like dad had sat down..