"I'm sorry that I can't stay." That was a lie, but he didn't care.He walked out and could feel her cloud of anger. Too - fucking - bad, he thought as ...he headed for his car.The drive to the lottery office went by very fast. Ken was sort of in a cloud. He remembered buying the ticket of course, but had forgotten all about it since it wasn't something he'd ever done. Also the last few days had been pretty distracting. He frowned. 170 million? Ken thought that the top prize was for 80 million - not. I moved from her and told Chuck to get on his back so I could take him in my mouth. I fucked his cock with my lips and tongue then told her I wanted her to enjoy him. As she had done for me, I guided his cock inside her as she mounted him. He lay still while she humped her cunt up and down on him. I knew how it felt as I had enjoyed him many times. She was feeling something I loved and the experience would either bond us closer or tear us apart.I desired the intimate bonding. To add to their. He wasaware of the slight swing in his hips when he walked, of the way he heldhis legs together when sitting, of the pout he found himself currrentlydisplaying as he slid the slick, lip gloss across it. He knew he wasn'ttransgender, but he knew when dressed he felt like a woman.Sam looked over at the outfits he had set out for himself. He stoodthere, hands on hips, wearing just a bra that he could only pretend tofill. He had become a dab hand in the art of padding. All three of theoutfits would. I'm looking forward to it." Good. It's a date then. Don't make any plans for dinner, either. We can grab something while we're out." Okay. So... you'll call me tomorrow and tell me what time you are coming to get me?" Yep. I'll call you in the morning and we'll arrange a time for the afternoon." Okay. Thanks, Jeff. I'll be thinking about you tonight." All right. I'll be thinking about you as well. I'm sorry that it worked out this way." It's okay, really. I just don't like that girl, Missy. She.