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Author: kewtieboy Published: 2/12/2007 story views: 4561
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bar and tried to meet a lady boy. For some reason, it has always fascinated me and I wanted to know what it would be like to go with a woman who was really a man. When they eventually found one for me and we went off to a room together, I realised after a few moments that I didn’t find it as exciting as I thought. The young man was probably too young anyway. Legal, I’m sure, but he looked about 14 and acted in such an affected and effeminate way that I felt I would have been just as well having a woman. I left with a lot of abuse following me.”
He continued.
“When you offered to take me out and about today, and you told me about yesterday, a plan for both of us to have a woman formed in my head. I thought that it would be the best of both worlds and satisfy my curiosity. As you now know, I realised I was enjoying you more than the girl and that is why I went soft. The rest you can put together but I just don’t know where this leaves me.”
“Bisexual,” I responded.
“Bisexual”, he repeated?