I never thought of myself as feminine though, just a boy with a pretty face, like that actor, Orlando Bloom. I bet nobody called him a babe just becau...e he was pretty and nobody had ever mistaken me for a girl."You wanna go out with me? This Friday night?" Dan asked like it was the most natural thing in the world. "I heard about a party some of the cheerleaders are having. It'll be fun." You're joking right?" I looked around expecting to see a bunch of seniors laughing at me, but nobody knew. A clear liquid was leaking from me and I rubbed the pre-cum around the head of my shaft and then brought my cock to the entrance of Julie’s waiting tunnel. Julie reached between her legs to grasp me and guide me in between her dripping folds. There was a small barrier as Julie had begun to close down from all the excitement but a quick push forward by me met a rear thrust by her and I was suddenly deep within the warm cavern of her womb. Julie lay flat between Rachel’s legs and lifted herself. “I’m sorry.” “I know. I’ve wanted to say something to your since the first time.” “What? I cheated on you and fucked half your friends, your boss, I…”“Shhh, fuck, Your so out of my league. You always were, I loved every minute of watching you fuck those guys.” “But…”“I know you were cheating on me. At least you thought so. But that's what made it hot for you. I didn’t want to take that away. It turned you into a slut and god you came home wanting to fuck.” “What changed?” “The d**gs. The black. This made me real sorry and liked her bold talk. I like women to be bold. From that day I carefully observed her attitude and I felt she is practical and real. My liking to her has increased when she carelessly roamed in my house. She probably thought she was done with her life and she was leading a material life with no hopes. Her ignorance and her care free attitude made me real good friends with her. She started being normal with as a friend. Those days I had just completed a semester in.