That's a great sex fantasy sometimes."Carol excitedly exclaimed, "You have fantasies like that too?" Sure. Every woman does sometimes. It's perfectly ...natural, and very enjoyable too. I love having sexy fantasies. I've got one where a gorgeous, bare-chested guy gallops up on a huge white horse. He swings down and grabs hold of me as he gallops past, pulling me onto the horse so I'm lying helplessly face down across the horse in front of him. He holds me down with a hand on my back and there's. Wow, he thought as he left. These guys have guts. Neither looked allthat feminine, but wearing earrings, makeup, and skirts was prettyincredible. Frankie knew he'd include their story in his book.He was pretty amazed how out in the open they were about theirpreference for woman's clothing. But, as the older brother said, "it'swho we are."Frankie knew his book was coming along nicely. All the effort he wasgoing through, taking the pills, dressing, was really worth it. He knewthat his mental. I immediately got dressed and left him pleading to me to stay. I never dated him ever. There were lots of other guys that you will laugh but that I will tell you next time. If you were any other guy, it would have been good bye by now.” “Where did I go wrong Stella? Please tell me. I don’t want lose you.” She told me listen very carefully. “I am fed up of fucking around. I am not interested in guys, going into the room, undress, fiddle here and there, few pushes in and out and that’s it.. My hands were in my lap, obviously trying to cover mybulging clit.His hand went up to my face and turned it towards him, looking me deepin the eye. I couldn't stand it and tried to look down, but he wrappedhis other hand around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him.Suddenly our lips met in a soft kiss. I nearly fainted at the slightesttouch.When he kept going, begining to probe me with his tongue, I lost allcontrol and gave in. Steve showed he was an experienced and skilledkisser, but I.