When you love someone it's always right, Lynn. And I do.Do what? she asked.I love you, I said and we kissed passionately again. She spread her legs ap...rt once more. Her menstruating twat was mine, I thought.I broke our embrace and stood up. Then I reached out my hand. Lynn took it and I lifted her off the sofa and we virtually floated dream-like toward the bedroom.I stopped her at the bathroom door. In here first, I said and she followed my directions without question.I maneuvered her next to. Lots of sexy makeup and I was ready for the night. I had heard about a pool party not so far away. There had to be a good lot to choose from. And yes indeed there was. All the men, looking so luscious, it was like a candy bar and me having the sweet-tooth. But there was this one man, who stood out of them all. Thick blond hair framed his face, blue eyes gazed out over his glasses and his corner-of-the-mouth smile looked just a tad mischievous. My eyes traveled down his smooth skin gazing at his. ” Lynne suggested I thought this was a great idea.I quickly lay down on the bed and Lynne joined me and then she rolled over until she was facing me and we cuddled again. Without thinking I lifted my leg up, as I used to do with the pillow, until it was wrapped around Lynne and she moved closer until she was actually lying between my legs. Our arms were around each other and the feeling of Lynne’s body between my legs was rather nice.Neither of us was quite sure what to do next until I. After a short while, he came out into the waiting room, and called meinto the back office. He gestured for me to sit down, and I did. "SoRyan," he began, "tell me why you have decided to come and see me." Ifelt awkward talking to him at first, but relaxed over time. I when Igot to the part about the bag boy his interests piqued."Have you ever had homosexual feelings towards another man?" he asked."No," I said distantly. "At least, not like this. I mean, I couldalways tell which men were.