Kate told me that you would try to make out that you're gay, but you aren't."Thank you Kate! My standard 'brush off line' having been negated, that le...t me in a quandary. I was still thinking in ever decreasing circles when we arrived at the café. I waved in absent recognition of the greeting that Alfred shouted at me over the hiss of the steam from the coffee machine. At this time of the day, the place was virtually empty and we had our pick of booths. I chose the one that had the most. I was afraid of crossing boundaries with the "str8" man, but I wrapped my legs tightly around him and ran my hands from his tiny waist to his wide lats. Out lips kept touching and the sweat was dripping, the aroma of maleness hung heavy around us. I had a little more lip contact with him for a few seconds and when I felt he was going to pull away, I whispered. "You are the hottest stud I've ever met in my life, I've never been fucked this well!"I was surprised when Jake gently kissed me and. Without hesitation you move off my chest and unfasten my legs. Like a rubber band pulled tight and then release I turn onto my side and coil up pulling the quilt and sheets up in front my breasts. Lying down in front of me you slide up tight and put your arm under my head and over my side. Pressing my head against your chest and feeling the tenderness of your hand on my back. “Are you okay, did I hurt you, I’m so sorry.” The thoughts in my head are completely irrational. I know they are.. Or she’d get Roger and my other friends together, and put me in my fishnets and high heels.?Now pull your wee-wee for the folks, Edie.? Tears would be coming from my eyes. Why couldn’t I receive my friends in my familiar turtleneck and corduroy pants? Why did I have to be stripped like this??Show your friends how you can’t control yourself, Edie?you bad little girl!? My eyes brimming with tears, I beg Stella to let me off, and let me put a bathrobe on. My friends are either laughing or.