I was wrong. Halfway through my final workation of the season, my boss left me alone for about an hour. His wife had an appointment with her doctor an...d he had to drive her to the village. Believe it or not, there are still some women out there that enjoy spending their lives at home and depending on their husbands for every little thing. Personally, I dont get itand not just because Im a lesbianbut I try not to judge others for the choices they make. I know the setup for this fantasy has been. It was about twice the diameter of my thumb. I thought that dick in my ass would be downright pain free."Nate's a little excited about being a top with you so you better start with him and perform your cocksucker duties. You need to take the edge off for good ole Nate before he pops!"Nate jogged over to the bed and laid-back straddling the corner of the bed with his legs. I followed and dropped to my knees. His balls were hairless like mine. I caressed them with my hand. It made me painfully. At least I think itisn't.But I know him. He is the one who doesn't know me. He only knows theperson who I pretended to be. I still liked most of the same things asbefore. I wasn't that much different. Mostly just my presentation. Andname. Not Sean. Sarah. No dress. For now.We both hadn't had cars at that time. We met at the bar. I was therefirst. I felt nervous. How would he react? I would soon find out.A cab stopped at the front. Darren. He came in and scanned the bar. Hewsaw me. Recognized. To have someone with my name – okay, maybe just my surname – and my exact age in what was becoming a famous kids’ story book; it was special. It was like having my own secret identity; a fantasy world that I could step into whenever I liked. And I enjoyed a small notoriety at school, too. Not as much as a kid called Potter might have enjoyed; but kids mentioned it; in a nice way. I had already read the paperback twice, but Dad ordered me a First Edition of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s.