Her eyes scanned the room. No empty liquor bottles anywhere. No empty glasses. The liquor cabinet itself still stood empty. Carefully she tip-toed up ...to the sofa and dropped to one knee, briefly reaching under the sofa and moving her hand around, giving a little start as a playful feline paw batted at her fingers."Stop that, Blackie!" she hissed through her teeth.Frank gave a small snort, groaned softly, and turned over, facing away from her.Amanda sighed. She was going to try and smell his. He was relieved to see she was wearing a casual outfit, the cardigan sweater with large buttons down the front, and a short skirt of material similar to the sweater, and his eyes roamed excitedly over the lush young figure her clothes revealed."You must be Kevin, Sheri's brother?" she said, her voice soft and pleasant when he reached the curb, slightly out of breath. She extended her right hand as she came up beside him, and he touched it lightly, feeling the warmth of her flesh against his. .Last night, when Geena told me she was transsexual, I first thought shewas joking. It was late, and I was tired, too tired to wrap my mindaround that one! Had I not been half asleep I'm sure I would have foundit disturbing that this person I had known (for how many years?) was adifferent sex! I guess... I think the physical closeness got to me; itwas so comforting, yet so different...Strange even... the best of both worlds, a sweet tender lesbian loverbut with a real cock! Paul never brought. Almost as soon as I finished, Iheard a knock on the wall. "Did you just knock? Can you do it again?"Silence, nothing moved. I looked around me and everything appeared thesame, outside I could hear more and more people lining up at theentrance to the haunt; their talking and laughter muted only by thedistance. I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the external sounds;only concentrating on the noise from this room.Suddenly there was a jarring of the bed; strong enough to cause me tofeel it. It was.