“Is her pussy tasty?” He asked Trish. “Oh delightfully tasty” she replied. Speaking to both Trish and me he said “well get my hard again lad...es so I can have some on that”. Trish smiled and began playing with his cock. She invited me to join her, not that I needed any encouragement. It didn’t take long to get his hard again. He got me to lay on the bed on my back and he dived between my thighs. Licking feverously he agreed my pussy was tasty. “I think I need to dip my cock into that honey pot”. She then told me to get dressed and go to my room. I finished puttingon my bra and she didn't know what to say, then I went to grab my dressand she just screamed in fury."What are you doing?"I said, "I'm getting dressed like you said." Are you crazy?" She screamed. "You're a boy."I was confused so I just went to my room with dress in hand, finishedputting it on and sat on my bed.Moments later she walked in and asked, "Why are you doing this?"I said, "I've always wished I were a girl and I don't. The woman who was here earlier, do you love her?”The old man’s face reddened. “I do.”Hel reached to him with the hand of a young beautiful woman. “Then take my hand.”The man sat at the bar and motioned to the bartender. “Beer please.” He turned to the woman beside him. “Hello, I’m Richard.”“Gina,” she smiled as she looked him over “I’m a nurse. What do you do?”“I’m a contractor.”“Oh, what type?”“Just a contractor.”“I get it. You work at the base. We get a lot of you guys in here. Are you here. Now I did. Her eyes were wide, and almost sad. Shared sadness, I guessed."I have a client," she said softly, "who pays me to hold him. We never have sex. He pays for the entire night. I go over around eleven, and after listening to him talk about his life since my last visit, we strip off our clothes and climb under the sheets. He cuddles into my arms and eventually falls asleep. Sometimes he nuzzles my breasts, but it's more a gesture of comfort than arousal. He always feels awkward in the.