“That was nice,” she smiled and held my hand until we flopped down next to each other on a sofa. Nothing else happened that night, or for the rem...ainder of the time Cora lived close to us. Never a word was exchanged between us about the slow dance, or the erection, or whether she noticed anything (although it was hard to imagine she hadn’t). That never stopped me thinking about what might have been, or wondering where she was now, or if she remembered anything about that night. “I moved back. And slowly probed him with that. She could feel him relax.She whispered to him. "Ah you like it like this? That is good girl."She left the vibrator in him on a medium setting. She walked aroundbedroom and found his wallet. She opened it up.She came around to the other side of the bed, looked him the eye andwhispered, "Well Larry, you still like being a girl?"She came over to him and felt his vagina, felt his legs, and caressedhis breasts."You do a good job looking like a girl. And now you are. Davis was still jerking off. He walked to the table and splattered his load of cum on Tabby's plate of spaghetti. "Everybody sit and enjoy this slut's cooking." Without a word tabby ate her cum covered meal and the men smiled at her as she did. After they finished eating, the men went into the living room and Tabby started to clean up after the meal. When she was finished, she went to be with them. They were nude and still watching one of Don's many dvd's of him fucking Tabby. Tabby sat. " Right," he grinned."Ohhh," she sighed, hugging him, kissing his throat. "You're so good to me! You know, I was reading about this girl who liked to have the guy's finger up her backside when she had her fun. Would you try it with me sometime, honey?"Steve shivered. Sonofabitch! Maybe he had been overlooking something. "Hell, yes," he muttered. "Gladly."She giggled cozily. "When are you going to go down on me?" Hey, you're coming on strong, beautiful," he chuckled. "Want to try a sixty-nine?".