After we finish our business at the store, I drive her back across town, playing with that dripping pussy. “Cum?” she asks at one point, her eyes ...ide in panic.“No,” I smile. “Not until we see a blue car.”“Ohhhh fucckk!!!” she screams in frustration. “There aren’t any blue cars here! I know this! It isn’t fair!”I work on her with even more intent, my fingers slick against her. I’d love to get her to cum without permission. I’d stop on the side of the road, and spank her ass with her hands. She pulled me close and her eager mouth found mine. With her body pressed against mine, I couldn't reach those magnificent breasts of hers, so I just held her tight against me. My hands, though, slid down to cup her soft posterior.We were still locked in this embrace when the elevator arrived at the penthouse level and the doors opened. But the kissing went on without letup as we stood there for quite a while.Finally, Gloria broke it off. She leaned her head back slightly and looked deeply into. .at least until some bullying even started. Originally, quite a bit of guys now and then would apparently hit on him. Of course, his confused demeanor didn't really give him much opportunity to protest. And eventually once any of these men soon found out that he was indeed a boy and not a girl, contrary to their initial assumptions, some walked away with a simple 'nevermind'. Others, simply called him a 'freak' and stomped off. but a slight percentage of them, became angry, and soon began to. Then it started boiling in my veins. I desperately wanted to flee, to escape her penetrating gaze. I tried to move, but I was frozen in place. It felt like an eternity before I regained control of my body. As soon as I did, I stepped backwards, out of the womans line of sight. She had seen me, there was no doubt about that. But what would she do about it? I was asking myself that very question when the doorbell rang. I remained frozen in shock. Was it her? It had to be. Should I answer? It took.