. her name was Gabrielle... ... and then the music was different, just like that. Stupid DJ didn't know how to handle proper transitions! I looked aro...und ... wow, the place had really cleared out in the last couple minutes...Gabrielle's hand was on my thigh under the table, circling. When had she done that? Not that I was complaining ... mmm...Then we were in a cab. I was between the two of them, and Gabrielle and I were kissing, turned toward each other, her hand on my breast ... only I didn't. I felt no hair as my hand went between her fat pussy. I found her clit. It was small. I began rubbing my finger over it and she stopped sucking my cock to say " oooo watch out I am sensitive there and I may squirt on you."I laughed saying " don't hold back on my account I would love to lick it up."Andy at this point was just watching and stroking his cock. She began to squirm around as I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit. She sucked my cock harder and started pushing her ass up to my. It had been a total waste. Hislife as Burt just seemed so shallow and pointless compared to this kindofintense experience.And of course it was delightful to enjoy the production in the best seatsin the house, a box very close to the stage, seated with grandmamma; theservants on hand, standing quietly back but ready to step forward ifcalled for.Being a woman - being Ann - had expanded Burt's appreciation of life somuch. He wondered how he could possibly have been happy missing out onthese. -Yes, I understand you, I know what that is, I couldn't help it either. After what I heard today I told myself that I had to see him and I never thought that as soon as I finished thinking about it, it was going to come true.-I honestly, it had never crossed my mind to give you a fuck or that you would give me a fuck like this, I don't deny that I did look at you many times and a vague idea crossed my mind, but from there to this, there was a whole ocean in between.-Well, I leave it up to you.