"Camille! Look who I found along the way," Giovanni said loudly in a voice that sounded like he was going through puberty.Camille waved at her friends...and they all found a nice quiet spot outside to drink coffee. Gene listened to them as they chatted about class, family and other miscellaneous things. He noticed Camille's pretty brown eyes focused on Giovanni. Giovanni however had his sights on Marissa. They laughed and shared a very intelligent conversation over poetry and writing. Camille. "I'll put this in Jill's room." I said."That is not Jill's, that is yours, we thought you might like them." Mom said with a big smile. I opened the bag and took out what was in it. There were a couple of skirts, some tops, some girl's panties and undershirts and several pairs of pantyhose."What's this? These are girl's things." I said."I told you I would get you some of your own clothes. Do you want them?" Sure I do. Can I try them on? This skirt is cute, can I wear it now?" OK, but just one. A soft, sensuous smile played at the corners of her mouth. Her tongue flicked out, pink and wet, moistening her full, sensuous lips.It had been three years since she had been inducted into the Horse Club, a nervous frightened virgin. A lot of fun and changes had taken place in those three years. Ellen's family had moved a little over a year ago, so she was no longer a member. And she had taken Cloud with her when she left. Mary had moved away three months ago and most important - Patsy was now. It was the first time he had worked up the nerve to ask me for anal sex. I always knew he liked playing with my ass. Ron would often sniff and kiss me down there, but it had never gone any farther. Once shortly after I posed for Penthouse he jokingly pretended that he could not find my pussy hole and suggested using the other one instead. I guess the look of fear and disgust on my face had caused him to wait over 8 years before asking again. That night I was deliriously happy, more than a.