And opened; she was in pink saree and matching blouse… I asked to come in… I closed the door… And came towards her… She asked me not to say an...yone… If comes to know to her husband… That’s it.. She said…I promised her and said not to worry about….She said i looked handsome… Wanted to have fun with me very badly… She kissed her forehead and cheeks first… While giving, she hugged me… Tightly.. She asked to give on lip… She started smoothly… I kissed her in Indian.. Then changed our style, went to. Now. Now was time. Indecision, not now. GO FOR IT! And go for it he did. He'd often been jibed for the fact he wasn't the biggest in the trouser department, felt it had hindered his success and confidence around girls. He was especially small soft. But he was most certainly not soft now. Rock solid, he felt he could do anything, even if he knew he was never going to be thought of as having a snake in his pants.She was tight. Tighter than he remembered from his fingers. She enveloped him. As some of the party goers were being interviewed he watched with interest. They were just normal gay guys, then suddenly this Transvestite came on the screen. She looked amazing and as she spoke Stevie felt his cock getting hard. That clinched it, his mind was made up. You didn’t get a hard on looking at a tranny unless you really fancied them. He had to get laid by a tranny. Trying to avoid going to a gay club or bar, he eventually found a dating site where people who were nervous could meet. “Ah, those rumors about girls they pick up on every port they dock? I’ve heard rumors like that about Ronnie too.” Cynthia told her with an amused look on her face.“But why are you amused about something like that? I mean aren’t you affected by what they are saying?” Alita was surprised by her friend’s reaction.“Well I know that my husband’s playing around when he’s not here with me, although he is unaware that I know of what he’s doing. But I just let him decide what he wants as long as he.