One weekend, on a business trip sitting by the pool at my hotel, an attractive blonde was dancing on the deck drawing attention to herself. Needless t... say I started getting hard, watching her dance along the pool. I managed to take a few secret pictures of her as I rub the outside of my swimming trunks. I’m a happily married man with k**s but the thought of how much I would love to fuck her I was running through my mind. Just bend her over and fuck the shit out of her. My dick was getting hard. They seem to be satisfied with simply "gay" and "lesbian", a sexual segregation, which perhaps makes sense. With just these two descriptions they have created some great acronyms, yet the simplicity of the labels speaks for itself. Personally I'd be satisfied with "man-in-a-dress" and "crossdresser" is good enough for me. I really don't need to have some esoteric combination of "trans", "bi" or "tri" grafted awkwardly to some classical root stock to let the world know I (1) wear dresses for the. "Love you, Baby."Jules nuzzled AJ at the throat and murmured, "Love you too, Honey."AJ felt Jules breathing even out and knew she was asleep.Saturday, 5 July 030900 EDTChegwidden ResidenceMcLean, VAJules rolled onto her back when she felt the bed dip beside her hip. She smelled the wonderful aroma of coffee before she opened her eyes and saw AJ sitting beside her. What a way to wake up, Jules smiled."Mornin', sleepy head." AJ slid down in bed beside Jules and hugged her to him. "You slept right. She was naked again, she was covering her nipples with her hands and staring in horror at me, she stammered “m-my…y-your, y-your” she was on the verge of hysteria “y-your dick is gone” she finally screamed. I froze in horror expecting to feal more pain any second. When it didn’t come I forced myself to look down. Instead of a bloody stump or a melted nub, I saw nothing. There was nothing there; no hair no balls, no dick. Just smooth skin like there was nothing there in the first place. I looked.