"I smiled a little despite everything. Despite how unfunny the situation was."I know there's nothing wrong with liking girls," I said. "I would have t...ld you that, I knew you wouldn't care." Then... I don't understand."April's expression had gone from one of attempted comforting, to one full of confusion. As I looked at her I couldn't help wanting to tell her, to say the things I always wanted to say but never could."Why I wouldn't tell you I'm a lesbian? Maybe because you might figure out. “You fancy being a dirty bitch?” I say.Okay, it isn’t award winning stuff, but no one is watching this for the dialogue. Suffice to say Becky is soon straddling me and moaning on top of my plastic cock as we tongue each other.“You want to get really dirty?” I say.“How dirty?” She giggles.“Really fucking dirty, like sticking my cock in your shitter, dirty.”“Ooh, yes, that sounds fun!”She slips the strap-on out of her pussy and into her ass in one easy movement.“Mmm, that feels good!” Ken is. .. I'm all wet and dirty. Please sit down and tell me about your trip," she said, but not really wanting to hear what had transpired in Dallas. As far as she was concerned, his whole job was a lie, their whole life was in danger of becoming a lie. If the company knew what he was doing, she thought, they would be on the street in five minutes and he would be in jail only a moment later. We're living on the brink of disaster and there is no way out, she thought, fighting back the tears.Greg fixed. Strollers and other motorists started tonotice. With my longish hair slightly styled, and wearing thoseclothes, I might even have been mistaken for a flat-chested female. Itwas all so shameful. When she finally did wait for me I put the boxesin the trunk and got gratefully into the passenger seat.At home she had me go through everything. It was all long-out-of-stylebut she found one blouse and skirt that she decided would be especiallymortifying for me to put on. The big find, at the.