In less than 10 seconds we were kissing. Wildly, passionately, tongues stabbing, bodies grinding. She was half sighing half groaning and pushing tigh...er and tighter against me. When we finally broke free of each other she led me to her bedroom and sat me down on her fourposter bed. She then proceeded to unbutton my shirt, then took my hands in hers and placed them squarely on those 38 C's. I masaged them through her dress for a couple minutes then just pulled the front down. She melted to. A male who dresses like a girl and looks like a girl, you know, men are lured in, thinking they’ve found a hot girl, and find out that hot girl has a dick, not a shemale like me, just… You know… A trap.”He paused just as his lips made their way to the flared tip, his eyes widening. Her description of him fit and it made sense. It was a label that fit, he was a trap. That meant there were others like him, he wasn’t as alone as he had thought.Eveia parted her lips, about to question why the Elf. And whenever this nudity is appreciated by others, my joy is without limit. I also believe that any activity that takes place between adults, in which they all willingly and actively take part, is fair, nobody else's business.On this particular spa visit, I had a very tight schedule. The spa was scheduled to open at 6.30 am, breakfast started at 7 am, and the bus was due to restart the tour at 7.45 am. This hotel advertised both indoor, and outdoor spas for men, and separate spas for women.It. Such was my introduction to the world of sex.That was then, and this is now. Nervously, I approached Mike`s door. Mike and Mary-Ann didn't see each other anymore, so he was fair game, but this was still a big ask.I rang the doorbell, and a bemused looking Mike stared back at me.‘Caro? What are you doing here?’‘Hi Mike,’ I stammered, ‘I need to ask you something really important.’ I was ushered into Mike`s dirty, squalid flat; a real bachelor’s pad. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves..