In all honesty, however, the numbers of negatives are far less than the positives. While I have mainly lived in a circle of friends and places that ar...e LBGT friendly, I have made closer and better friends the last three years than I ever did at any other time in my life. For those of you that think I am a slut, I am. While I look like a woman, act like a woman, cry like a woman, love flowers and gifts like woman, love to be cuddled like a woman, I am not fully a woman. I still have thoughts. If truth were but known’ I’m greedy and ‘picky.’ But the ones that I was being teased with right now were close to perfection. Dangly, with areola like chapel hat pegs. Solid, big, plenty to suckle on when you could reach them, which I couldn’t.Currently the lady they belonged to - Julie - had me embedded in her at one end and was dangling them either side of my neck. Sensuous, teasing and in time to my gentle flexing in the other end. Both of us, sap rising, close to nirvana. It broke seconds. “We’re fine with it,” David confirmed. “I don’t mind staying here if we won’t be in your way.”“Not at all,” Katelyn said. “We’re happy to have you. We have some revised drawings of what we’re going to do with the house next summer. We were thinking about expanding it but we think we can use the existing space to make apartments for all of us.”“I’d like to see those,” David agreed. Katelyn disappeared and came back in with a set of artist’s renderings and architect’s drawings. She spread them. It never went away. I know you noticed it the first time we fucked in your room at that share house, and you kept wiping your smoo and commenting on how many tissues it required, but it didn't really become apparent until the first time you suggested I fuck your tits. You were having a period and I had a horn, and you lubed up your cleavage and said "Slide in here". I was used to big fat pillow tits that you can really fuck and lose your cock in, but yours were medium sized and firm, and I.