The Grass Ain't Always Greener...

I was shocked. I was broken hearted. I was crushed. My sexual desire for her was immediately extinguished.

'Lola!'

What? How can this be? No way! I don't believe it. Suddenly, Donovan singing Lola erupted my mind in song.

"She walked up to me and she asked me to dance.
I asked her name and in a dark brown voice she said, "Lola"
L-O-L-A Lola, lo lo lo Lola

Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy,
but when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my Lola, lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola

Well, I'm not dumb but I can't understand
why she walks like a woman and talks like a man
Oh my Lola, lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola

Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy,
but when I looked in her eyes,
I almost fell for my Lola,
Lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola

Girls will be boys, and boys will be girls.
It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world,
except for Lola. Lo lo lo Lola. Lo lo lo Lola.

Well I'm not the world's most masculine man,
but I know what I am and that I'm a man,
so is Lola. Lo lo lo Lola. Lo lo lo Lola."

Lola isn't a woman. Lola is a man. Albeit a bit shrunken, Lola has a cock and testicles. That's just wrong. That's just nasty. How can a man have such an amazing ass and such a beautiful face and have a penis?

Someone that sexy and that beautiful, and someone with such an incredible ass can't be a man, can he? Can she? How can she be a he? As if my world was suddenly turned upside down, as if I suddenly stopped knowing right from wrong and black from white, and as if I could be swayed to become a gay man for the sake of making love to Lola, I was thinking about batting for the other team. Maybe I should start trimming my shrubs from the other side.

The grass may always seem greener on the other side of the hedge and sometimes it is. I'm living my life now as a gay man with Paul and Lola, real name Louis. We're happy, especially when I can explored Lola's perfect ass. I love it when she dresses up as a woman. I love watching her driving men insane by flashing them her panties in up skirts and/or teasing them with her tits in down blouses. Just as I didn't, no one would guess that Lola, L-O-L-A, was born a man.

THE END