"That's incredible!" No dear, it was your destiny," said Sebbe. "Now,, have you decided ifyou'd like my help?" Of course I do," said Mike. "It's my dr...am to perform. To be someone." Then you'll need to let me guide you, my dear," said Sebbe, looking himdead in the eyes."This has just all happened so fast this weekend," Replied Mike as a tearflowed down his face."I worked my whole life performing, always hoping for a break, but neverdid I think it would happen! Especially like this!" Well, this. I had dated a couple of them, nice older men who turned out to be much more experience in bed then some of the others. They also tended to be more generous. I had some really nice clothes that weren’t hand me downs or made me look like some old lady long before my time. One, a sweet guy named Alfred, didn’t even want to have sex with me, he just wanted me to help him fulfill his cross dressing fetish and since we were about the same size, we went shopping together often. He had filled my closet. Once she had her rhythm going, she took my whole length very well. It didn't take long for them both to be sharing my cock. Sliding up and down each side of my shaft, they had a routine, almost, slurping away and kissing each other as they reached the head and sliding back and forth along the shaft, starting into each others' eyes as they did.After a while, I was pushed back onto the bed by these two hot women and miss Fox came up to my face and straddled it, pressing her neatly shaven, maybe. Rory did after all put on one hell of a show for him. But then he thought about how weird that might be. She did run off after that strange experience. He doesn’t know what the hell it was or what it meant, but from Rory’s reaction she didn’t like it. So in the end he opted to eat some instant oatmeal.The oatmeal created a new dilemma for Chance. Rory is obviously a healthy eater and she obviously loves oatmeal. Her cabinet is filled with box after box of the stuff. She has everything from.