I smoothed the hose overmy calf. I smiled. I put my right foot in, like the hokey-pokey. I stoodand waddled the hose up over my panties.Could I do thi...? Could I not? After all the comments, after all thedesires, was it time for me to finally give in? (Well, of course it was.This would be a very short story otherwise).I looked in the mirror. From the waist down, I looked feminine enough.With my small penis, there wasn't much of a bulge. But you could say Ilooked feminine on a lot of days. People. I walked over and sat down next to her, thinking of what I should do."Hey Kelly?" Inhales hard, trying to gain the confidence to reach down and grab her crotch. Just saying 'FUCK IT' in my head and going for it, gently placing my hand on her crotch, quickly asking the follow up question. "Me putting my hand on your crotch like this is normal right?" I prepare for a barrage of attacks, screaming of assault and hatred."Hm?" She turns her head, showing visible confusion from such a mundane. ** The days flew by and it was soon the day before the party. In fairness, CG and Maz had done an amazing job to pull everything together so quickly. CG’s house looked like Christmas Eve, what with the ‘swag bags’, personally filled with special, sexy gifts for each Lushie, and there were plastic storage crates filled with an exciting assortment of brand new sex toys, lingerie, lubes, condoms all ready to be transported to the hotel. Mazza was especially proud to have found a supplier of. She quickly removed her own clothes, grabbed a rubber from the box and rolled it onto me. She smiled as she squirted some lube onto her finger and ran it between her legs, then squirted a bit more and covered the rubber.Leila got onto my lap, wrapped her arms and legs around me, and lifted up. I held my dick steady and she lowered herself slowly onto it. I savored the feeling of the intense heat of her very tight pussy. I wrapped my arms around Leila and pulled her tightly to me and we kissed.