Inez's room was small but tastefully furnished. The first thing that caught my eye was a poster of Carlos Santana, an obvious influence. There was a c...ucifix at the head of her bed, and several knick-knacks, many of them religious in origin, on top of her dresser. Sitting in one corner of the room was an acoustic guitar, which Inez picked up and began to strum."This is the first guitar I ever owned," she informed me proudly. "It's pretty well used at this point, but it has a lot of sentimental. I wouldn’t mind betting that if you went back there right now you’d get yourself a quickie in the stock-room. Does that idea appeal to you darling?’ she added sweetly. Instead of answering her directly I showed her exactly how I felt when we got down into the luckily deserted car park. I backed her up against the bonnet of the car and, with a bit of difficulty, dragged the crotch of her panties to one side and gave her a quick, hard and violently explosive fuck. From the wildly ecstatic look I. .I didn't know what else to do.I feel real bad about what happened the other week, and I'm sure you will have guessed by now, it's why I have kept out of your way, believing I'd not be made too welcome were I to have called round.I can only hope you can accept my apology for what happened for I truly am sorry.I've spent the last week trying to come up with an excuse for what happened. I know there is none Ann... All I can do by way of explanation is be completely honest with you and hope you. Well, instantly or perhaps subconsciously I opened the door wider to look towards my neighbors home he was pointing to. As I did he looked back at me, and there I was in just a mini-shirt with my silky smooth nyloned Legs shinning in the afternoon sun, not to mention my painted toe nails sparkling thru the sheer pantyhose!He looked me up and down without saying a word, as I stood there frozen. What a girly crossdressing sissy fag to do? Were you expecting someone or just?, He asked pointing at.