I struggled to speak. I kept tripping over my tongue and stuttering as she arched her eyebrow waiting for my reply. ‘Listen, Rebecca, I uh- you know...umm…’ ‘Shut up Ray. No excuses. We both know what you were doing, now I want to know why. Hurry up!’ Rebecca said. My eyes began to drift down to her breasts as they heaved in anger. ‘Hey! Eyes up here! You’ve looked enough.’ ‘I’m sorry Rebecca… I just uh- I couldn’t help myself.’ I said and her eyes burned into me with fury. I speak rapidly now. Despite my embarrassment and my anticipation of worse tocome, I did love pretending to be a girl again. How to explain it to her? I couldn't.April arrived home later than expected, well after 1:00am. I wasdozing lightly when she came into the living room and sat downquietly opposite me, waiting for me to awaken. I opened my eyes andsaw her. She looked tired. As if she'd had a long, exhaustingevening. Did she look fucked out? I couldn't tell. Trying to seize the initiative, I asked as if. It didn't happen except for one week when Connie was out of town with the chorus at a music seminar.That night, Brandy had one too many gin and tonics. Then came the shocker! I couldn't believe what I heard."I've never told you my whole story, Walter. The truth is I became a cum slut in college. I slept around starting my freshman year and soon learned I loved sex, especially jets of warm creamy fluid spewing into my mouth. The salty taste of cum is so sexy. That's why I have you cum on my face. ’ She reached across the table and grasped his hand. ‘If I had told you what I felt for you was more than friendship? If I said that I wanted to take you in my arms and keep you safe from all those other guys? The ones who just wanted to use you. If I told you that I…’ he stopped for a second to catch his breath before plunging, ‘that I loved you?’ He watched her face as her eyes softened and her mouth curled up in to a grin at the tips. He spoke with a feeling that came straight from the.