

I am a straight male who just got back from Carnival in Rio. I went with a few friends from work. We had a blast. Actually, it may have been too much fun. One night I drank too much and ended up getting into a conversation with one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen… or so I thought. She/he/it (whatever I’m supposed to use) was actually a transvestite. At the time, this didn’t bother me. I loved the double-D tits in my face. She/he was wearing a thong and had a beautiful ass, and her/his face was stunning–so stunning that, in addition to participating in a lap dance, I ended up meeting her/him later. I don’t know why I did this. I think it was to fulfill my curiosity and find out if I was at all interested in men. And it made...