There are of course more important things to worry about."Well good morning sweet heart," said a familiar voice.Slowly I open my eyes and I see a woma...n. My Aunt... well not by bloodbut we know each other well enough that she lets me call her my aunt.Whenever my parents needed to work late, which happened a lot, and ofcourse with my new abilities discovered recently she's been there tohelp me and my friends."How ya feeling?" asked Aunt Julie."Strange," I said. My voice sounded very high and. The Married Guy hadn't had any gay sex since I moved over a year ago and he had a craving for cock.The drive to his city hotel was only twenty minutes or so and halfway there we both agreed to calm down a little bit. It would look a little bit dodgy with two guys checking in with raging hard-ons.We parked and checked in. The guy checking us in was discrete and didn't ask any questions.In the elevator ride up to the room, we managed to keep our hands off each other but the sexual tension was. Obviously I didn't want to push anything into my pussy to find out, as I quite liked the idea of being a virgin, but I tried to imagine the feeling as the bullet worked it's magic on my clit. I felt my orgasm rising and then I came. oh god, each time I orgasmed they were getting stronger.The wine had obviously affected me more than normal, as not only did I feel drained, I was really quite relaxed, I felt that I was without a care in the world.I thought through the events of the day and wow,. I wondered how I would tell them about myhose and if they would accept me. My mother had bought me a couple new pairs of hose to replace the ones thathad developed runs. Before she had bought suntan hose but these weredarker, something called coffee. On Thursday night I was stretched out onthe couch reading a book. I was wearing one of the new pairs along withshorts and my slippers. My legs were definitely darker with this new shade,especially contrasted with the light tan couch.I heard the.