. It had a curious mixture of wickedness, innocence and,yes, elegant decadence, to which my body did respond, whether I willed itor not."Neera," I sa...id. "Love. Wise one. Witch. Angel. You are right asever. I thank you for the delightful fantasy - it does have a kind ofshivery appeal. But let's face it. I am a man. A rather handsome one atthat, I flatter myself to think, in a way which is quite un-feminine. Wealready agreed that I would look ridiculous in drag, and I am not into. If you loved me so much, why did you need another woman involved? So we were at a standstill, an impasse, going nowhere. Our time together was spent on this issue. On the final day we were together, it was the main topic of conversation. Neither of us was willing - or able - to bend. The tears were falling. I knew I was losing you. But I couldn’t possibly be what you wanted. I had to look at myself, be true to myself. I could not go against what I felt in my heart. Please, don't misunderstand.. ”“Oh!” Carolyn said as she sat back as though in shock. As she recovered, she said, “Do you have a specialty?”Julia chuckled, “Fucking is my favorite specialty. I like younger men these days; they have more repetitive staying power, but I don’t rule out the older guys either. I’ve done a lot of lesbian scenes, too. I’m bisexual so I love anything sexual. I like doing any combination of partners or mixes of the two sexes: two guys and me, or me and another woman with a man. I’ve done a few. She sat close to Dan, her crossed legs accented their slender length.They ordered drinks and took in the atmosphere of the room. “Do you see any possible candidates to fuck you?”“Yes, several. Two men sitting with another one look familiar. I think they’ve fucked me before.”“Which ones?” Dan asked looking at them.“I remember the one with the beard and what the smell of my pussy on it would be like to his wife. The other guy I think is named Adam. They were both good fucks.”“Want to take them on.