In the dream, he was a girl, named Heather. And even thoughthis version of his life was not perfect by any means, he soon realizedthat it had one adv...ntage over his male life. He had always had a weighton his soul, a grief for which he had no name. It was what led him totry Gee and seeing this other version of his life, he finally understoodwhat he had been looking for in taking the drug.He had wanted to be a woman. Or more accurately, he had always felt likea female, and hid that feeling even. But the one person who didn’t play along was Daddy Shirling. I’d stopped worrying about him because he’d made it clear he didn’t want trouble. He had a campaign to win, after all.I’d just finished reviewing cargo manifests on a Saturday afternoon, when Pogo, in civilian clothes, pulled up with Team Three.“Pack up Wendy! Time to go.”The team brushed past me and began throwing my stuff into pelican cases with abandon. “Go where?”Pogo flipped the contents of a drawer from my nightstand, including. We wore condoms, Sanjeev laid on the edge of the bed, and Madhumitha got on him. He started to insert his dick into her pussy. It went easily as her pussy was so wet.I from the back rubbed my dick on her asshole and teased her more and more. We were in She said, “Please put it in.” I wanted to go slow as this is her first time. I applied lube on my dick, put some on her asshole.I pushed my dick slowly, and it was tight. I pushed it again, and few inches went in thanks to the lube. Sanjeev was. All the guys seems to forget that if she wasn’t there they would have to play with their own cock, give another guy a handjob or maybe suck his cock.But sometimes it’s just right. A woman enters and the guys will respect her. That’s what my first story here is about. A couple of months ago I got lucky again.I had already been giving hand jobs to a couple of guys when an elder couple entered.I love older couples, but rather than going to them right away I kept a distance and so did everybody.