� 揑抦 on my way for the last surgery.� 揑n two days匱HIS� and she pulled my hand down onto her cock厰will no longer be there.� 揑n two days匱HIS搮she squeezed my hand tightly on her cock厰will be my cunt.� 揧OU are the last girl I will ever fuck with this dick厃ou are the perfect end to my life as a man厃ou are more perfect than any female that I have ever known� 揑抦 sorry� and she sobbed a little 揑 would never hurt you, never do anything that you didn抰 want.� I leaned forward, placing my lips softly on hers厯I understand� I whispered. I kept one hand on hercock and slid one over the smooth contours of her new breasts. Now I understood it all卼he patience, the desire to please, the smooth roundness or the body, the unusual voice. I kissed her again, a little harder and she backed away from me. As I stood there in the dark I heard the rustle of clothing, then the telltale sound of the zipper sliding. I looked into the darkness, 揑 hope that your life will be all that you want it to be.� I turned my back to her, 揑 wish we had more time.�
擬aybe one day we will meet again.� 揗aybe� she said匢 would like that.� I covered my eyes and stifled a small sob. I felt her move up behind me卥iss my neck and back up. Nothing else was said匢 heard the door suddenly open, and turned in time to see a flash of pale skin, blonde hair, and red lipstick disappear into the dim hallway. Ifelt like running after her, telling her I wanted to be with her, but I knew that it wouldn抰 be goodfor either one of us卆t least not now. I waited a minute or two and flicked on the light. The mirror revealed tousled hair, and cum streaks on my chest, stomach, and face. I took a handful of paper towels and used them to clean from my forehead down to my inner thighs. I looked around and found my panties and shirt hanging neatly on the door hook. Slipping on the panties, I pulled my skirt down and straightened it out. I yanked the T-shirt over my head and looked into the mirror, straightening my hair. I noticed two little drops of cum still on my cheek匢 collected them on my finger, staring sorrowfully at them, before I sucked my finger clean. I turned out the light, stepped out into the hallway, and walked slowly back to my seat where I spent the remainder of the night in fitful sleep.
In the morning, when we reached our destination, I looked at every female that I could see. There was a number of pretty, blonde girls卋ut there was no sign of recognition from any of them. As I walked through the station I heard my name being called on the paging system. I went quickly to the service desk and identified myself. The clerk reached behind the counter and handed me a single red rose, with a small card attached. I looked at the card卛t said, simply, 揳nother time-another place, I hope, my love!匞ene-Gina, and an e-mail address.� I walked slowly through the station, inhaling the perfume from the rose匢 would never smell another rose without the memory of this adventurous night returning to me.
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