None of them had the kind of explicit detail of my hetero stories or for that matter my lesbian stories, and I shied away because I just didn't know h...ow to write something that wouldn't sound stilted or silly. His stories were certainly convincing in that regard.And even though I didn't feel any great need to write male on male erotica, the fact that I hadn't been able to now grated on me, almost as much as his casual assumption that it came from some lack of confidence or ability on my part.. The conference roomin 10 minutes, if you please?" She asked in a pleading tone. Oh, whatcould she want with me, Art wondered. Well it must be somethingimportant as he nodded affirmatively. "Uhh sure, I'll see you there,Ms. Harts," as she strode away, shaking her bum subtly. A bunch ofother guys in their cubes stopped to take a moment to see her walkaway, mostly looking at her luscious ass encased in that scrumptiousskirt.Art was struck by a sudden strike to the nerves. What could shepossibly. The other was what appeared to be a woman, who looked ten years younger than me. She was so ordinary that if she went berserk and killed both men, I would be hard pressed to describe her to the police in any detail. I mean I knew she had mousy brown hair, somewhat like my own. Hers wasn't as thin, or as unruly as mine, but it was close. Her body was thin and tough looking, something like a knotted rope. She had very slim hips and small boobs. All in all I would describe Lucy as a compact model,. Now you are telling me that I can have a woman that I have really care for and respect and yes, in a way even love and loves me for the real me." That's exactly what I'm saying, Danny. Are you willing to take that next step and see how compatible we are? Then she leaned over and gently pressed her lips against mine, so very gently.We separated our lips a little bit but still close enough to feel the current between us. Then she pressed against me again and this time we were kissing a little.