A lot ofpeople came up to me and said they really understood my request andcongratulated me on being brave, open and honest enough to express mypositi...n. Several others looked at me in a slightly suspicious way.Nobody called me a fag, queer, gay, transvestite or any other horriblename often associated with men who wear women's clothes.The two weeks went by very slowly for me, so when I turned into workafter the deadline on the Monday morning, I was as nervous as a kitten.Mrs. Wilkinson asked me. ..........................................................Twenty minutes later after we had eaten a take away we were speedingthrough the streets again, soon we pulled into an old large traditionalhouse in Edinburgh the kind that are sometimes converted into boardinghouses. The large windows were lit and you could see the odd personmoving around inside there was the faint sound of music as the three ofus got out and walked up the red chipped driveway to the front door.Mhari rang the bell. A. She whispered in his ear that she was excited to see him maneuvering for a good view of her boobs, like a cat sneaking on a mouse. “It made me very hot”. She said. “I very much wanted to fuck”.God! Larry was surprised, the way she emphasized the fuck!!! He responded that he wanted to fuck her till she could not stand straight or walk even a step and she said, she wanted the same done but she wanted to get his body, all of it. “Promise me to let me have it anyway, I want”. Her hand already busy. Carrie cried the entire time Michael was fucking her, begging him to stop, not to take her like this. “I’m sorry, I can’t,” Michael whispered in reply as he continued stroking his cock in and out of her, unable to force himself to stop fucking her. He finally came deep inside her, collapsing on top of her as the guard laughed at him, stroking his own cock as he asked Michael how he liked his sloppy seconds. “I love you,” Michael murmured to Carrie, but she roughly pushed him off her.“You.