“Nice, good job. Perfect. Yep, that’s it. A little more gently. You don’t want your boyfriend to pass out! Excellent. Nice.”“Coach, yo...u’re dripping!” Brenda giggled as she wiped Coach’s precum off her hands. “Brenda, when that happens you can either wipe it off or you can lick it,” Coach Barb said.We couldn’t tell if Brenda misunderstood Coach Barb or was just taking advantage of an opportunity, but Brenda surprised everyone.“Like this Coach?” And with that Brenda licked the length of. ”“It wasn’t about embarrassing you, Toni, I would never do that. It was three people, sharing training tips to make ourselves better than we were.” I said softly, still holding on to her hand after she was on her feet, not letting her turn away. “Are we okay?”She looked startled at that, then shook her head. “Of course, we are. I am not that much of a bitch. I am just ... fuck, humbled, I guess, embarrassed, flustered. Go play with Gwen while I get it together.”I turned to look at Gwen and she. I should say the reason is I cross dress; there, I've said it, I'm acrossdresser, I love to dress as a woman. I have been dressing for manyyears now although I rarely go out dressed, especially where we live asit's a small town.No one would say anything if I said I love doing jigsaws, which I do, orlove to read, which I also do. Well, I have to read or I wouldn't knowwhat I'm saying in this story! (Laughs to him/herself at that comment).As soon as I mention I cross dress, horror of horrors. Her tits are very large for her age - not saggy, but firm. She was a very attractive lady for her age.It was late June. I talked to mom and she said I should viist. My grandmother was a very lonely woman, because her husband passed away a few years back. So she was alone. So I would go down there, help her with the house, go jog with her, etc. We would go out to eat every night and get ice cream, just letting her know that I still cared about her. This visit wasn't going to be a long one.I left.