Others had feigned acceptance and tried to 'cure'him. Still others had told him he was a transvestite, had bought himbras and panties, and tried to dr...ss him as a woman. Lenny knew hewasn't a fairy and he wasn't a transvestite, though those might be goodthings for others to be. He was what he was. It didn't have a name yet.If it had a name, just plain Lenny would do. Linda seemed to getsomething of this. They expressed none of this in words. Both had a distrust of words. Theyexpressed none of. What would she say? Why am I doing this? I know why. Because Lucy is one hot little number and I have to have sex with her. That’s why. In addition to that, I know I already get to have great, fun, and loving sex from Melissa. So why am I going our and fucking around on her and possibly fucking up my marriage? Simply because Lucy is soooo damn cute and simply because Lucy has this adorably cute maturing young figure. That’s why I told myself. I just had to do it. I grew anxious. I grew aroused.. Once it was done, Iquickly dressed, then went to the bathroom and poured myself a glass ofwater. I drank half, then placed it on Sal's bedside table, myfingerprints clearly visible on the glass.Going over to the window, I slightly parted the curtains, and took inthe scene outside. When I left the room this time I did not want to beobserved. I watched for a while, saw the owner go around the back of oneof the buildings on his daily round, then quickly slipped out. I crossedthe highway to the. I paused for a moment and admired how beautiful (and sexy) his cock looked in its erect state. I brushed my lips and cheeks against it and dad looked down and smiled. “Having fun?” he asked jokingly, as he was always vocal about what was on his mind. “You have no idea.” I replied as I began to suck him again. I listened to his moans and watched his breathing become shallow. I always loved to suck dad’s cock. It has been my secret, guilty pleasure for sometime. Dad and I love oral pleasure. He.