Angel & Two More Men

Once they were seated, Angel began giving Gus a summary of what she had gone through on her arrival in London. She emphasized that Luanne, whenever a man expressed or showed interest in her, would have to immediately let him know her status as a T-girl. Even as she spoke, she shivered, remembering her own experiences with Brian and Mike when she first arrived in the city. The harsh words of the two young men had been bad enough but, if she hadn't been honest with them right away, those words would almost certainly have been accompanied by severe beatings. The fear of what might have happened was still very real, and even Gus could tell how serious Angel was about her dread of any repetition of those two frightening episodes, for her or any other T-girl.

The conversation continued for quite a while, and got more personal, as Angel talked about the sex acts that Luanne would probably be doing. She even referred to her clit and pussy which, physiologically speaking, were her penis and anus. Gus had gone to the meeting looking for advice he could pass along to his sister, and any insights as to what she would be going through. Sex had not been on his mind, but few straight men could be around Angel, especially when involved in such an intimate conversation, without thinking about it. This was doubly so as she leaned forward and rested her hand on his thigh. Besides the presence of the warm palm, he couldn't help noticing how her delightful breasts strained against the green knit dress she was wearing, as well as all the other aspects of her youthful beauty.

Angel was getting just as turned on as he was. The sexual details of her advice were a reminder, if she needed any, that she hadn't had a cock in her mouth or pussy since the previous Saturday morning, and that the man beside her could provide what she had been missing during that time. Besides providing advice for Luann, she learned that Gus was divorced and shared a flat with his sister. As Angel smiled at him and her hand tightened slightly on his leg, they were both having the same thoughts about a delightful way the evening might end.