What do I say?
The truth
Well our relationship couldn't improve any better with the course I had taken so far. It had only gotten worse and it seems we can't fix our sex life as is. You see, I'm actually into dick and just hearing that someone harboured a 10 incher made me hard. However, I don't like men, I like Kamillah. I've always wanted to be submissive and dominated, even better by a glorious cock. When I came to Amsterdam I wanted to have sex with a transexual prostitute; however, I wasn't ready when I just arrived in the Netherlands. Not short after I moved here I met Kamillah and so I never got to try my fantasy. I was about to tell her now:
"Kamillah, I... I..." I sighed I couldn't talk. She took hold of my hand and smiled, almost predatorily.
"Just say it, it's you and me here and now. Let's fix this." She said.
"I like dick." I said.
She was shocked; however it looked as if she faked it.
"I like dick, but I don't like men I said. I like women. I like transexual women." I said.
"I haven't been honest to you these past years Kamillah and seeing you miserable and feeling miserable I.. I had to tell you now, I guess you aren't the right one for me because I can't give you what you want and you can't give me what I want. Although I love you it just can't work out." It just poured out of me.
She sat there smiling
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