One of these days I should go over there and sit down and talk to her at the table. Not bother to ask, just sit down.I looked around the area where th... tables were. It was outside; when the weather was nice, the tables were usually full. It had been steadily warming up all week, and was likely to hit 90 about four in the afternoon; it was already 80, or close to it. Nothing, for those of us who've lived here for a long time.All of which was distracting me. Tables with blacks, whites, browns,. Besides I already bought the tickets.’ I nodded and switched on the florescent lights in the bathroom. The white washed walls glimmered with cleanliness. My special place, my private place. The knob turned and the icy water fell stabbing at my hand. Tingles squiggled up my spine and the headache drifted away to the white noise of the shower. I stretched with the mirror as my audience. My halfway-buttoned shirt looked crooked as ever and my poor hazel eyes had bags under them. The random clumps. And all ofsudden all those dreams could materialise with a simple yes to Linda'sproposition. I could live and work as a female for the foreseeablefuture, a three years contract Linda mentioned. Probably that would begood for me for another reason. I could decide on my own on real lifeconditions if I would be able to play that role, if I would be able tostay excited and willing to be someone's 'general factotum' in otherwords someone's servant.Linda saw me thinking and said, "I can understand. Lips pursed together tightly, nice fat lips. I am now fully erect. My dick is harder than it has ever been.I stroke my length slowly as I order her to bend over with her hands on the table so that her ass is in the air, her little cunt peering out further from between her legs. I lean forward, still stroking, and gently press my nose against the crotch of her panties. She flinches but does not recoil as I breath in her dirty, musky pussy scent. The feeling of her hot, damp, cotton crotch on my.