But that is a story for another time.This story is about what I did that weekend once I haddiscarded the idea of seeing Ellie.I was a little down and ...ore than a little pissed. Soon Friday I decided to go out to a club where someother T-girls I know like to get together and dance.It was primarily a gay and lesbian bar. Some of thegays look down their nose at us, but others arefascinated.I'm proud of my high heels and proud of my ability todance in them. I selected the black patent pumps withthe. She sure did that so enthusiastically that we had to slow her down or we would keep falling out. She told me she loved her tits being massaged and asked me to bite them hard which only served to drive her wild. With two cocks in her cunt she was tight for us both now so all three of us were building to nice orgasms. We tried hard to wait for Els and succeeded almost with Justin and I both letting go our loads just before Els had a mind numbing orgasmic explosion. All she could say afterwards. But, as long as it had been, his memory of women was still alive in his senses. And, despite his misgivings, he found himself powerless to stop this part of his mind from running wild with fantasies about Maggie. He took the name, fresh in his mind, and turned it over like a stone in his palm, warming it, welcoming it. His breath caught as his thoughts wandered into more graphic places, the warm velvet of skin, a searing image of what she might look like under all those big clothes. Maggie, he. "As Linda responded to her own question, "I've been thinking about this a lot for the past few days and the main thing for me is to surrender control of my body to others. The thought of having sex in front of total strangers is also a turn-on for me. The third thing is something that I'll tell you both on the drive to the nudist park."Barb then said, "Why don't we go upstairs and send everyone a reminder about the party?" which sounded like a good idea. Once we were in our room, we all.