You can imagine I was sort of confused. I couldn't understand why I'd never looked at women that way before. It felt so natural all of a sudden.Early ...February, I brought in some more cupcakes. I crave sweet stuff around my period. I made sure to get two of the strawberry ones. One for me, one for Suzanne. I made some horrible joke about red filling, because she was due too. And the sprinkles were freckles.I'd been thinking about her a lot. Especially at night. I remember one day she wore this. Heseemed more passive and feminine. Carol had a hard timedetermining which was the role-playing personality andwhich was the real Al.Al worked the two computers for several hours, at one pointslipping in a third person. This one was an oversexed girlnamed Kristy. Carol sat back on the couch and watched withinterest. Al seemed to be oblivious to her presence. Afterseveral hours, he signed off all but the one with Layla."I may have a nibble over here," he stated, almostnonchalantly."Nibble?". Hearing my heels click on the pavement, wiggling my panty cladbottom as I walked, the act of sitting while smoothing my skirt andswinging both my legs into the car at the same time gave me a sense ofexcitement and joy.I got to Sherri's hotel and called her mobile. She met me at the door andwe embraced. I went in and we sat with another glass of wine and talkedlike two girlfriends who hadn't seen each other in a month. I was inheaven. From how I was dressed to the lipstick imprint on my wine. But when Dora caught me doing the vacuuming with the skirting board attachment stuck over my dick for later use she yelled at me for not being fully nude. Of course she would take the opportunity to parade around in all kinds of skimpy clothes, bending over front ways so I could see her cleavage and bending over the other way so I could see the ripe curve of her butt. Then one day, just as I was coming out of the bathroom after cleaning it, she appeared in a skimpy towelling robe and pushed.