That seemed to be the opening he was looking for because he says "well it's only me and you in this forest". He grabbed me and pulled me into him and ...kissed me more passionately than any woman I had ever been with.My dick was busting to get out of my jeans and Steve noticed and he unbuckled my pants and released my raging hardon. He started to stroke it as he continued to tongue fuck me. I took off my coat and laid on it. Steve made his way down to suck my dick from my head to my balls. The man. Unless, of course, I did turn into the last man on earth. Anyway...”“Anyway?”“Anyway,” he continued, “it wasn’t just saying no. You were perfectly happy to make out with me, naked, on a bed -- in my bedroom in my apartment. It isn’t as if I coaxed you that far. I don’t mean that you were loose, or anything.” She wasn’t loose, which implied that she could be persuaded to do any man’s will. She was a decisive woman who decisively wanted sexual pleasure. The problem was that her choice to provide. We got into the car and kissed each other passionately and I gave her her boob a quick feel. I turned on the car and started to drive home . her hand came over to my jeans and she started to feel my now rising cock. Then she in did my belt unzipped my jeans and put her hand inside my boxers shorts and began to stoke my cock. I was under pressure to keep driving as she was stoking and squeezing my cock. I put my hand between her legs and she spread them open and she pulled up her skirt so I. They used to call me hijra, chakka and all. For some reason I did not feel bad about it and I actually had some confidence and even told a few of them, “Yes, I am a hijra and what will you do about it”I finished my college and joined a professional university for my engineering. I joined a hostel since the university was very far from my home. I actually missed seeing all my hijra friends.I kept seeing them here and there for sometime.In the meantime, in college I was getting ragged almost.