There were some really good-looking Ladies.I had been attracted to shemales for years, but never was brave enough to contact one. So this was an oppor...unity for me to talk with a shemale for the first time. I would head for Fourth Street about nine, just as they would start to show up. About the third or fourth time I went there I met Christine, a very sexy African-American Lady. She was about 5'4" and 110 lbs beautiful brown eyes and a slender sexy body. She was wearing tight jeans and a zip. E. What does that stand for if you don’t mind my asking?’ That slow smile lit up his face again. ‘Cale Ellison.’ That honeyed voice was already repeating its magic on me. I struggled not to shiver visibly. I licked my lips in a nervous attempt to hide my distress. Cale’s eyes zeroed in on the movement like a hunter tracking his prey. Dear God how was I going to make it through this evening? My boss cleared his throat, reminding us of the reason we were there. Cale reluctantly dragged his. To begin with I kept my trunks on and let the water run over me. The guy who had been checking me out in the pool arrived at the showers at that point. He'd just walked nude from the changing area and simply hooked his towel and went straight to the shower right next to me, even though others were free. I could tell he was trying to look at me and started to feel a little self-conscious, but quite liked the attention!I then slipped off my swimwear, so was I was naked and the guy became much. Sleeping arrangements were easy, since Farmer had the foresight to keep the spare bedroom available. Both of them were quite tired and they decided that tomorrow was better suited to the task of "catching up"."Tomorrow" was Sunday. Both of them slept late (Polynesian food does that to many). Around 10 AM, Farmer hit the showers. Almost as an afterthought, he remembered this time to lock the door, which saved an embarrassing moment when Lola tried to enter the bathroom while Farmer.