’ ‘What do you care? You guys are just fucking.’ Perhaps it was the wrong thing to say, but Ted had never known Matt to be one to carry much aff...ction for the flavor of the month. Matt jumped up quickly, with balled fists. ‘Is that what this is about? You don’t think I fucking care about her? Is that why you’re being such a prick, because she didn’t pick you, she picked someone who would just drop her when he got bored?’ Matt’s voice carried that scary form of anger, the one that forced him to. My cousins use to come over to spend weekends at our house on the lake and we would do some experimenting sometimes with each other but nothing really too wild. I might grab my cousins cock or he would grab mine and sometimes his sister Leslie would come in the room and would let us rub her little pussy or something. Like I say, we were really young and not to aware of what was good or not. We just all knew that it felt good so we did it.One summer in July, we had a family reunion and everybody. All I need now are heels and jewelry.Staring in the full-length mirror, I saw myself as a very pretty woman.Thinking "How did this all happen so quickly?", Cathy saw my puzzledface and came over and hugged me saying, "Terry, I love you so much, youare beating this disease, we will do this together. Plus Terri, lookhowmuch fun we are having together."I felt so good with her acceptance. I could not do this on my own. Justlook at me, I was a gorgeous shapely woman, or at least I thought I wasa. Just the kind of stockings thatshe could never seem to get enough of, and just the kind of hosiery thather husband Ned appreciated the most.She opened the large walk in closet and set the packages on the shelfalong with other stockings already there. She then opened the large pinkbox. She swished the white tissue paper aside and lifted out a vintagepink baby doll nightgown, trimmed in pink lace and done up in layer uponlayer of swirling pink nylon chiffon. She held it up to herself andlooked.