I laughed. The others caught on.“After you guess. Yes.” Renee said.“Jane and Julie. Too perfect to be natural women. I’m joking.” Jane and J...lie laughed and told her THANK YOU. “You understand the only two remaining I haven’t seen without their britches are two of the prettiest in the yard, right? The rest of you, except for Chuck and the kids are patients. Eddie, you and Emily are trans? Seriously?” Eddie and Em nodded at her. “Amazing. I had no idea. I just thought you guys had a gyno up here. Parting her lips with my fingers, I get plenty of saliva on my tongue and lick inside her, penetrating her very slightly with the tip.She lays still. No change in her breathing. Lying flat on the bed between her legs, I do it again, my tongue penetrating deeper this time. I do it several times before getting to my knees again. Then I suck the middle finger of my left hand, so it’s as wet as I can make it. Stroking myself with my right hand, I ease my finger inside her, almost painfully slowly,. The wine had disappeared, and as we sat after finishing the dessert I signalled the waitress, ordering a Baileys for Dory and a Benedictine for myself. My father loved Benedictine and mother preferred Baileys. It turned out Dory did as well.We were pleasantly buzzed as we walked off our meal along the main drive. We made a detour along a side street down to the harbour once more and found a bench to sit on. It was dusk, and would be dark soon, but the scene was perfect. Not a ripple on the. In those days I had longish hair that went down to my shoulders, it was dark brown in colour and very thick.On one particular day I had finished cutting the lawn for Bev's mum when Bev came home from town. I was sweating—it was a very hot summer that year—and Bev brought me a cold drink and we chatted. We were getting on great and she suggested we go for a walk along the river bank. A scenic tidal river was only about half a mile away from the house. I finished off my drink and cleared away the.