And, if not that, perhaps somewhere they could live with only one another for company and what little of their nerves that the other hadn’t frayed t...o shreds. What did Glade and Demure have to eat? There was the occasional flesh of fish and turtle the two women managed to net in the sea, a more reliable diet of shellfish and seaweed, small insects and grubs from rotting trees, and sometimes dates and other fruit dropped down from trees onto the sandy shore. The larger animals they saw were. I took her to the bed and made her lye on the bed and all this happening when I am slightly influenced by alcohol and she is naked below with her salwar top and I sat by her side sort of holding her and she could see that my cock has made a tent in my jeans and she said I can use the rest room to ease myself and I badly wanted to pee, while I was done by toilet and returned I saw her lying in the bed only with bra and pantyI could not control and all my empathy for her pain and wound was. " Did you ever want to kiss a man?" mommy asked. "How would you feel ifone of your clients wanted to kiss you?"Ugh, I never thought of that," I replied. "The thought revolts me. Thatwould be like being gay and the last thing I think I am is gay." But men are using you all day just like a guy would use another guy,"mommy replied. "I guess it's different now that you have completelyfeminised yourself and made yourself so beautiful. I guess they can getoff thinking that they can be far dirtier and. "Hey there," she said, looking from my face to my crotch and back again, "I see that I still turn you on." "Always," I said, the back of my mind screaming that every second I was there, I lost a bit of respect in both her eyes and my own. For once, we didn't even exchange many pleasantries. She spread her legs slightly, and I could just barely see the small folds that lead up to her pubic mound. My cock was at full attention, and I undid my belt and zipper to let the beast free. I suppose it.