.."I reached down to my slip and motioned to my budding breasts. (I was little more than an A cup at this point, but my nipples were quite large and r...d thanks to the drug therapy.)"Oh, sweetie..." She murmured, fussing with my curls and bangs. "You may have been a 'guy' but you were never really a man, were you?" Yes, I was! I had a girlfriend and everything. Kaitlin was going to marry me..." Kaitlin is a fine girl! She was never going to marry you!" She argued. "She was a petite and beautiful. Steve held out his arms for a group hug which turned quickly into hot, horny feeling, fondling, sucking and fucking each other silly. They had to stop before the sun set and put up camp, start a fire, etc. Steve had brought an ice chest of meats, fruits, cheeses, etc. and they feasted. They all laid back, rubbing their full bellies and refilling balls, hands snaking out to each other's cocks to jerk and suck openly...'OH FUCK I GUNNa CUM!' Gene moaned, pounding Steve's asshole, then. He felt he owed it to his wife to stay. Still, now knowing how he felt, all I could do was imagine how it would feel to kiss him...just a kiss...just once before I leave in the morning. I told myself that we needed to talk about what was said that afternoon to make sure our friendship was still ok. So, knowing he was working that night on the three to eleven shift, I called him at work. When he came to the phone, before I could lose my nerve, I said, "I think we need to talk. Is it. Did Sally like me? Were we friends? I hadn’t arranged a date, hadn’t got her phone number, didn’t even know if she already had a boyfriend. I felt sick.The next day, though, somehow I saw things more positively. With a false confidence I got up early and dropped mum at work so I could have the car. And then, still early, I drove around to Sally’s house. Sally didn’t work Tuesdays. I knocked but there was no reply. So I went up the side and let myself into the back garden.Sally looked up,.