We met in the bar of the hotel and I wasn’t disappointed with how either of the two young men looked in the flesh. Even fully clothed I could see th...at they were fit and well toned just as promised. Both were tall and friendly and smiled warmly. I wore a professional business suit that was slightly unbuttoned to show my ample cleavage. I also had on an expensive pair of pantyhose that did wonders for my legs. Both men complemented me on my looks and said that they both preferred mature women. My friend Sue, who doesn't count, but whose lifetime total probably exceeds mine, blithely tells men that she has "been in bed with ten or so men." I tell men the same thing – except those I really trust and with whom I share experiences. But I don't lie to myself. This ex-preacher's wife is a bit proud of her sexuality – and her honesty.Another reason I left Thailand was that I was drinking too much. For years I had controlled my alcoholism by only drinking on weekends and vacations, but, in. Since she was in a boy's body, she decided to try the urinal. It took some effort, but she managed to complete the task. She was aware of the strange rippling feeling beneath her fingers as her (Ron's) body performed the process.At lunch hour, Ron and Kim had a run-in with Bonnie. Kim (in Ron's body) could see how cruel Bonny was to poor Ron (in Kim's body) and although Kim tried to come to her own defense, Bonnie dismissed her as insignificant. Bonnie's dismissal of the person she saw as Ron. I can see the lines in her stomach, not a six pack but those sexy curves women get sometimes. She was sizing me up to. I am 6'2''. Mixed white and Mediterranean. Green eyes. Thin but athletic build. Not much to look at but I suppose I cold be worse off. She is a sprinter, I am a distance runner. We sit in silence a few more minutes.She finally breaks. "I can't wait anymore, fuck it." She says. She undoes her seat belt and dives over the center console, getting on top of me. She kisses me. I.