We spoke for a while and I told him that I had a few experiences with shemales and just did not find guys attractive, he told me that he has always be...en gay and we laughed that he did not find girls attractive in a sexual way. By this time one of my mates had come looking for me and found us chatting, popped over and made sure I was ok, before bragging about a girl he had all pulled and was heading back to the hotel. I got in 3 shots and we drunk to the rest of his night and I told him to let. ..”“I hope I’m not too late!” broke in a pretty blonde girl dressed in western garb. “Are these gentlemen your friends? I was hoping we could have some privacy while we caught up on old times.”As she stared at the strange girl, Christine caught a quick smile and a wink before the girl resumed her poker face and sat in the only remaining chair. Understanding washed over Christine as she formulated her response.“These gentlemen were just leaving. They kindly offered to keep me company, but that. He didn’t even seem to be tiring and was nowhere near his orgasm. I was amazed at this but decided to enjoy my good fortune and concentrate on my orgasm. As I got closer and closer I held onto Brad tightly and then looked into his face. His eyes were closed which was a shame as I love a man to look at me during orgasm. It didn’t matter though as I had this wonderful, young, muscular, hairy body on top of me covering me like a blanket. Brad’s penis hit the right places and soon the waves of. She changed and made a quick dinner, a small broiled lamb chop and a salad. Her mind returned to pondering ways she could wiggle out of the Brad Dickinson date, which was tomorrow night. He's a drip, she thought. Why would I want to have dinner with him? Maybe I'll call Sara. We never do it during the week, but it would get my mind off him and Joy both.She was cleaning up the kitchen when the doorbell rang. Uh oh, she thought. She was expecting no one and had a strong sense that this would.