Thought's of Jake coming along was quickly forgotten as he thought of what he and the tight brunette could get up to."OK sure, but I expect you to mak...e it worth my while." he replied winking at Sasha." And what would you expect me to do?" she whispered teasingly in his ear."Hmmmm...don't worry I'll come up with something" he promised."As long as you don't try to pound my ass like you tried last weekend, you know I'm not into that stuff." she teased.Rick knew Sasha wasn't to keen on the kinky. I am still studying and working as a freelancer. I am 6 ft, chubby with a 5.5-inch dick. Also, I am regular reader of ISS site. Now let me continue with my story.I was utterly confused by the situation. My young Indian landlady Neha was giving me all these signals like she needed and wanted to make love to me. However, Neha was not going ahead with it. Maybe she thought it is too early or maybe she was scared of the society. I stood there as all these thoughts kept rushing through my head.Then. I've talked to a counselor about this and she said my mother failed meby not paying attention to me. I'll agree with that observation. Butthat embarrassing 2nd grade event kept coming back to me. I enjoyed theembarrassment of having to wear a ribbon in my hair. At 12, a boyfigures something about masturbating, and my thought was if I couldonly be born over, and was born a girl, Mother would put me in thecutest little dresses and rhumba panties and tights. I'd get to wearclothes that the girls. She really missed him and looked forward to his occasional trips home.It was in mid July and Louise was looking forward to the weekend because Andy was taking a few days off from Dubai, and was flying in to spend the long weekend in Dublin. He was going to stay on the couch in our apartment. I was looking forward to it too, as Andy was a good guy, always fun when out partying though his tall and slender frame meant he usually got drunk too fast. But I was busy on a project in work. I told.