I don’t really want drag artist tarty. If I’m going to be ‘dressed’ I'm going to be stylish even if I have a face which betrays my very real m...leness. When I'm pleasing myself, I don’t care. If I acquire a kindred spirit, be they male or female, all the better. I'm going to instal a steam room and sauna, a small multi-gym, and have taken advice on diet, cut down the drinking and looked into way and means of ‘feminising’ myself in a subtle way. In no way do I wish to trans. I don’t want. “Scholar says doesn’t know. We don’t count that.”Just like Sleethe then, the scholar didn’t know its own age. The Krell really didn’t seem fond of time keeping. The timescales that they lived on were so much larger than those of humans, and their metabolisms were so slow. Lena was gradually starting to understand their way of thinking, and why they appeared so deficient to humans. Those who didn’t know them better often assumed that they were stupid, slow in the sense that they seemed to live. I cough, lean forward, swap my wine glass from one hand to the other and slide my hand behind your bottom – you look to see if hubby has noticed, he hasn’t - so you settle back and lift your bum slightly so that my fingers are between your legs. I slowly move them backwards and forwards and ease your skirt right up leaving me a clear run to your pussy. However I just fondle through your panties and notice how wet you are. There is a silence in the room but hubby gets up and asks in anyone. This story was special because it happens out of the blue and with a dream girl.My buddies and I had been planning to attend this festival downtown. To avoid the traffic and trying to find parking, which can always be a bitch and not to mention the parking tickets if the meter runs out, i decided to leave the car at home and public transport. This also left me the option to drink and not drive or even to pick up if I could.The event was cooler than I thought. I met up with my friends and was.