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standing there like an idiot was undeniable. “Uh, no. I just kind of got lost in my thoughts.” He held out his hand. “I’m Ryder Johansen.”
She smiled, her pert face lighting up with good humour when she shook his hand. “I’m Sissy Dee—Dee’s my last name, not like Bobby Jo or anything like that.” She released his hand. “I knew who you were, though. Pack gossip spreads quicker than wildfire.”
Sissy had dark brown eyes and a smile that promised mischief. She bounced up onto her toes and leaned in to him. She was almost as tall as he was. “So, rumour is you’re single, too. Interested?” She waggled her eyebrows at him.
Ryder blushed all the way from his head to his toes, he could feel it. “Uh—”
“I know some guys are intimidated by a strong woman.” She backed up and flexed her very impressive biceps.
Jesus, she could take most men that I know.
“A lot of women are, too, but there’s some who aren’t.” She winked at him. “I like women better, but if you’re open minded and interested in having an experienced woman peg you, I’m your chick.”
Ryder was fascinated and fearful—fascinated by the openness and security Sissy exuded, and fearful of pissing her off. She changed her position and flexed for him again. Ryder was beginning to feel under-muscled in comparison. Sissy really was very striking.
“What do you say?” she asked, straightening up and running a red-painted fingernail down his chest. “Feel like experimenting?”
That shook Ryder out of his stupor, and he caught her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I did my experimenting years ago, Sissy, but thank you. If I had even the least bit of attraction to a woman, I’d take you up on your offer. As it is, females, even ones who’d fuck me, just don’t flip my switch.”
Sissy pouted, but her eyes were lit with amusement. She poked her bottom lip out for a second then laughed and Ryder found himself the recipient of a potentially bone-crushing hug. “Aw, man, you’re okay. That was the sweetest rejection I’ve ever gotten.”
“Bet you don’t get rejections often at all,” Ryder muttered when she grabbed his butt.
“Nope, I sure don’t.” She squeezed his ass then let go of him with a saucy grin. “You’d be surprised at how many straight guys want to try prostate stimulation. I’ve probably had more ass than you.”
Ryder snorted in surprised laughter as Sissy nodded. “What? It’s true,” she said. “If I could only find willing women as easily as I find horny guys.” She sighed dramatically and nudged him. “Where are ya headed?”
“Dinner,” Ryder got out before he could do any more chuckling. “I’ve been wandering, touring the place, I guess. Hadn’t gotten out much.”
“Right, the mysterious stranger,” Sissy said in a mock-male voice. “Hearts will be broken when the women find out you don’t like their wet and smooshy parts.”
Ryder was going to end up sick, he was laughing so hard. He wheezed and tried to get it together while Sissy watched him.
“I could have used the proper terms, but those always get such a funnier response,” she said after he gasped and started getting himself under control. “Come on, we can eat together and you can tell me about your goals in life. Not really,” she added before he could reply. “We’ll talk about sex, of course.”
“Have you seen someone new here today?” he thought to ask as they headed towards the dining hall.
Sissy rolled her eyes. “Oh, gawd. There was this guy, all right. I didn’t have to ask him if he was interested since he was fucking Casey up the ass beside one of the sheds.”
“He could be bi—” Ryder started.
“He obviously was getting it from someone else already, or giving it to someone else.” Sissy shrugged. “I’m not interested in having a dick in me, anywhere, so I don’t see the point in even bothering. Plus, dude had some atrocious blue trousers down around his knees, and this bright
She smiled, her pert face lighting up with good humour when she shook his hand. “I’m Sissy Dee—Dee’s my last name, not like Bobby Jo or anything like that.” She released his hand. “I knew who you were, though. Pack gossip spreads quicker than wildfire.”
Sissy had dark brown eyes and a smile that promised mischief. She bounced up onto her toes and leaned in to him. She was almost as tall as he was. “So, rumour is you’re single, too. Interested?” She waggled her eyebrows at him.
Ryder blushed all the way from his head to his toes, he could feel it. “Uh—”
“I know some guys are intimidated by a strong woman.” She backed up and flexed her very impressive biceps.
Jesus, she could take most men that I know.
“A lot of women are, too, but there’s some who aren’t.” She winked at him. “I like women better, but if you’re open minded and interested in having an experienced woman peg you, I’m your chick.”
Ryder was fascinated and fearful—fascinated by the openness and security Sissy exuded, and fearful of pissing her off. She changed her position and flexed for him again. Ryder was beginning to feel under-muscled in comparison. Sissy really was very striking.
“What do you say?” she asked, straightening up and running a red-painted fingernail down his chest. “Feel like experimenting?”
That shook Ryder out of his stupor, and he caught her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I did my experimenting years ago, Sissy, but thank you. If I had even the least bit of attraction to a woman, I’d take you up on your offer. As it is, females, even ones who’d fuck me, just don’t flip my switch.”
Sissy pouted, but her eyes were lit with amusement. She poked her bottom lip out for a second then laughed and Ryder found himself the recipient of a potentially bone-crushing hug. “Aw, man, you’re okay. That was the sweetest rejection I’ve ever gotten.”
“Bet you don’t get rejections often at all,” Ryder muttered when she grabbed his butt.
“Nope, I sure don’t.” She squeezed his ass then let go of him with a saucy grin. “You’d be surprised at how many straight guys want to try prostate stimulation. I’ve probably had more ass than you.”
Ryder snorted in surprised laughter as Sissy nodded. “What? It’s true,” she said. “If I could only find willing women as easily as I find horny guys.” She sighed dramatically and nudged him. “Where are ya headed?”
“Dinner,” Ryder got out before he could do any more chuckling. “I’ve been wandering, touring the place, I guess. Hadn’t gotten out much.”
“Right, the mysterious stranger,” Sissy said in a mock-male voice. “Hearts will be broken when the women find out you don’t like their wet and smooshy parts.”
Ryder was going to end up sick, he was laughing so hard. He wheezed and tried to get it together while Sissy watched him.
“I could have used the proper terms, but those always get such a funnier response,” she said after he gasped and started getting himself under control. “Come on, we can eat together and you can tell me about your goals in life. Not really,” she added before he could reply. “We’ll talk about sex, of course.”
“Have you seen someone new here today?” he thought to ask as they headed towards the dining hall.
Sissy rolled her eyes. “Oh, gawd. There was this guy, all right. I didn’t have to ask him if he was interested since he was fucking Casey up the ass beside one of the sheds.”
“He could be bi—” Ryder started.
“He obviously was getting it from someone else already, or giving it to someone else.” Sissy shrugged. “I’m not interested in having a dick in me, anywhere, so I don’t see the point in even bothering. Plus, dude had some atrocious blue trousers down around his knees, and this bright
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