Well, I can assure you I've seen a few in my time, even up rather close. It's nothing to be embarrassed of, I might actually enjoy it, you know, it's ...been a while since I've seen one, I've always rather enjoyed having one around, it rather spices things up." You're not kidding are you?" I asked. "You really want me to drop my boxers?" Sure, why not?" she said and then turned back to the counter to get the toast and butter it.So, I pulled down my boxers and stood there. She soon had the toast. Don’t fucking deny it.”Liesje looked scared.”I’m just so worried that you’re gonna tell somebody. If the other dykes find out I’ve been penetrated by a male, I’ll never get a girlfriend again.”Bob couldn’t believe it.”Oh, look in the fucking mirror. Short hair, small tits – you’re a fucking ugly homo dyke! I’m not exactly going to brag about fucking you!”He was going to fuck her, though. He needed a dyke’s ass. Dykes had such sick levels of testosterone that theyy grew prostates, just like. This was not a good day so far. My mood lifted immediately as I looked to the front. There was only one person getting on, and the fact that there was so little room meant she had to sit near me. I silently thanked God and all the powers that be as the most beautiful redhead casually strolled to the back of the bus and took a seat at the back of the bus. The back row of the bus consisted of five seats, I was in one corner, and she was in the other. Okay, in an ideal world she would have sat. When you go home tonight, why don't you offer her a drink. Flirt with her a bit and let her know you're interested. She'll reject your advances, but you can blame your behavior on the drinks, and apologize for your behavior; maybe telling her it's partly her fault for being so sensuous. Then when she gets home, I'll encourage her to let you have your way with her," almost begging him to use my wife."Don't suggest she do anything with me until you've got her in the mood. She'll only entertain.