At twenty five she knew what I was going through at eighteen and we talked about a lot of things that I’d never dare to talk about with my friends a...t school or my mom. Also she seemed very interested in our conversations and would listen to everything that I said, I really appreciated that, truthfully I felt more like an adult when I told her about what I did, however sometimes I would say some things that I really thought were too personal. But Christy had something about her that wouldn’t. Her breathing and her body movements told me I was exactly where she wanted me to be and doing exactly what she wanted me to do. Her hips eventually got into a rhythm that matched that of my tongue.After a short while I reversed, pulling my mouth away from her now very wet pussy and began kissing her on a line up her belly, on, around and between her tits along her chin, ending with a long, deep probing kiss, my tongue exploring every bit of her mouth.Breathless, she said, "I want to taste. Oh yes Arabella will be here, wanting to flaunt her prowess with the cane over her own gimp as usual, no doubt ... Agnes? Yes of course; how could we ever get by without the services of her sissy maid ... ha! Ha! Yes, completely feminised now, a wonderful transformation from the proud and cocky adolescent male she captured; I'm surprised they're not here yet ... ten minutes or so then ... bye!"No sooner had she put down the phone when a car pulled into the drive, making me swallow hard in. What was the joke you told him to break the tension?’ ‘I apologized for my Spanish. I told him I learned Spanish from a Texan-Mexican-American, a Puerto Rican American and from people from several different regions in Spain who don’t talk to one another. The last one got him laughing. Then I told him I couldn’t read Spanish if I tried except for bathroom, tequila and tacos. Honestly, I was afraid he was going to get hurt. By the way, how did you figure out that some of those guys did drywall.