Ah, there it was, the only saloon in town. The Cherokees, like most Indians, didn't go in much for public drinking, except at festivals, so these plac...es were pretty well limited to White visitors, though there were already some permanent White settlers.Anyway, I went into the saloon and ordered a beer after I took my customary look around for trouble. I didn't see anything that looked dangerous, so I drank my beer, not Mexican, unfortunately, while I talked to the bartender. I showed him the. I expected her to put her dress back on and rejoin the party, but instead she again started to slowly kiss me. The sensation was explosive. I couldn’t believe that she was getting me hard again so soon after I had come. But again I managed to rise to the occasion. She led me over to the bench, moved it out a bit, and had me lie down on my back with one leg on either side. After making sure I was fully hard by using the magic of her mouth, she straddled the bench and lowered her pussy onto. "Sorry, but I gotta go." He picked up his clothes. "We have a good series of sex sessions going though." A dirty look was shot his way. "Stay here, I should be back in an hour." He left. I didn't even bother getting dressed and I laid on his bed as his cum dried. My fingers found their way in between my pussy lips many times and I thought of having sex with my twenty-four-year old boyfriend. "Fuck, I need something else." Little did I know, that a grand opportunity lied just feet away. "That's. "So what do I do about Amber. She's an element that didn't exist in Tony'slife, so no matter what I do, it'll be different. I have a choice. iconfront her, or ignore her. What if I try to be her friend? "After all,you catch more flies with honey than vinegar, right?" I told myself.It is weird, I told myself. That I don't seem to remember this Amber atall. I wonder if changing my gender switched a male bully in my life witha female bully.Back to the original problem. I'm going to need help. My.