He needed some kind of escape from this constant sexual torture that he had felt all day."Well I'm gonna go finish up some shool stuff real quick" she...saidHe watched as she slowly got out of her chair and headed toward the kitchen. Then she dropped her fork... she glanced back at him before bending over and grabbing it from off the floor. Then she disappeared from view. Mark sat alone at the table trying to control his pounding heart and wondered if he had time to relieve some of this tension. "That would very nice, just a glass of cold water," he said and followed his hostess into their kitchen. He smiled as Cindy bent over to pick up the water pitcher from a lower shelf in the fridge.Cindy had her back to her guest while getting two glasses from a cabinet. She jumped when she felt his hands wrapping around her waist. Without saying anything, she continued to pour the two glasses full.Before she could give him his water, she felt his large hands slide up her sides and cup her big. So it proved. As in other things, Barbara provided essentials.I took a pair of basic beach sandals and went around the house. Near the outside shower was another cabinet, with soap, shampoo, towels and scrubbies. Everything was set, but I wanted a dip first. I would not get many chances. The rocks at the shore made me glad for the togs. I decided to keep them on as I waded out. I thought of Christine, who would have worn only the togs. Getting Sean's shirt soaked was as close to naked as I. Lance, I’m transgender.”“Huh?” I replied.“I was born a boy and started hormones in my teens to become a woman.”“Oh. So do you still like have a penis and stuff?” I was so horrified I’d asked this I dropped the beer can in my hand. It landed upright between my legs. I picked it up and chugged it to stop any foam up as she replied, “Well, yeah.”“You’re just saying that to not go out with me, you’re a liar Lily.” I said thinking about how to change the subject when she stood up and pulled her.