So she'd felt it too."Is that. . . . ..is that it? Is that why you've been avoiding me, why we haven't gotten along?" She asked. I just nodded. This ...wasn't going well. She had a boyfriend for Christ's sake!I went over to the couch and sat down. "I don't know Lady, I can't help it." I said helplessly.She sat down beside me. She was about a foot shorter than me. God, she was so beautiful."I thought you were still hung over Angela." She said. I nodded,"But in a different way. That's just. . . .. "Go ahead and touch it, it wont bite," I said. She eventually played with it, and I coaxed her to jack me off. When I came, my cum drooled out of my dick-rope for a good minute as she pumped my shaft.. "Oh that's so gross!" she said. The bitches just didn't like my droopy dick-lips. I got dressed and left. After high school I moved out on my own, got a job and apartment. I joined a local gym to keep my thick muscles hard. I got to know another guy, Chad, who worked out the same time I did. He. I started going at his cock more and more, stroking the base with my one hand while licking up and down the shaft and then stuffing as much as I could in my mouth. My new friend would let out the occasional moan and as I continued to suck his black pole he started talking dirty to me. Saying things like, "Yeah suck that black dick" or "Take my cock" or "Damn that feels good", "You like black meat don’t you". Just saying stuff like that. Now, for some reason, steam rooms make me horny and so do. She wanted this. To see her female reflection forthe rest of her life. So absorbed in her wish that she hadn't seen theprice she had to pay. Her other self was now Sean. Forever. Outside ofher reach for eternity.She dragged herself out of the bathroom and was startled. Only onedresser. The one with her girly clothes. The one from her other selfmissing. Wiped from her existence. There were other details too. His orher touch on their bedroom gone. It had been their choice. They had tolive with.