Just that one last time. She decided to give me a rub. Since I was on my back, she just pulled the sheet down and did my chest, arms and face, you kno..., tickling and teasing." I stopped to think."After a while she started rubbing lower and lower. Next thing I knew she was stroking me. I was hard as a rock too. We ended up with me coming like that. It was very, very nice." I finished."Sounds like it was." She breathed, perched there leaning against the door facing me. "So go on. Still nothing. “Go have her lick the juice off your dick. She likes the taste of her pussy.” Then to me you add, “Don’t you, Slave?” “Yes, Master” I reply breathlessly while you enter me. You begin to pump while Jack rubs his balls and cock in my face again. I lap at them the best I can as I start to orgasm. I soon forget all about Jack and try to move with you. “Thank you for fucking me, Master.” I start saying over and over again without prompting. As the pleasure builds the words get louder and louder. You. He kissed.... and I feelso...." Come sit next to me and tell me what's going on honey! What did Greg do?Did he hurt you?" Only my ego mother. He kissed me!" What's so bad about that!? He is kind of cute, and I know he likes you,so why shouldn't he kiss you?" I'm not a girl!" Well, you were not born a girl of course, but you are doing so well, andhave become so feminine, that nobody knows the truth but you and I, anddidn't you just start your monthly? Only girls have those, right? You are,even. Mary hadn't driven far when she parked in front of a bar. She told me,"Let's stop in here and have a nice glass of wine before we go homesissy." I was happily surprised by her generous offer. I used to have a glass ofwine nearly every day, but now I mostly drank urine. Both mine and thatof others. A glass of wine sounded good to me. The moment we entered thebar I knew it was a gay bar. Men were dancing with men and women withwomen. We sat at an empty table and Mary went to the bar to get us.