I always did my best to see that they left with a smile on their face. Candy was different. We’d been talking marriage for a few months but that tal... ended real fast when she caught me with her nemesis, the only girl that ever beat her. She had left me with some bitter words and had gone home to her folks in Cheyenne. She never did go back to the rodeo business. At the end of that season I quit too and did just the opposite kind of work that my dad did: he bred bulls and horses for the rodeo. I started licking kissing sucking her boobs. Her breasts were read and nipples almost like bleeding.I kissed her neck shoulders stomach and moved towards her panty. I could hear her moans. I kissed her cunt on panty she shivered. She was never kissed there. I pulled down her panty holding in my teeth till her legs are free. Wow, she was clean shaved. I started kissing her legs, inner thighs.I slowly moved towards her cunt. She again started shivering I looked at her. She opened her eyes and ask. Any questions?" Church?" I said, since everyone in church has known me since birthalmost!"Not right away, but yes, church. Now, are you ready to do a littleshopping?" Now?" I asked, and she nodded her head yes. I went to my room andpulled on my padded pantybrief and a pair of pantyhose, slipped my shoesback on, redid my lips, and grabbed my purse. Mom was waiting, standingnext to my car. I drove towards the mall, then mom asked me just howserious I was about looking like a girl. When I told her. This gave Greta 12 days to prepare. She was living in a couple of rooms over a practice gym attached to Ralph's. The arena was a dark brick jumble of a building at the end of what once had been a fairly prosperous shopping street. Now, most of the storefronts were boarded. Connie, a big, raw-boned woman who worked for Marx, was Greta's keeper. She was gruff but kind-hearted. She fixed Greta big breakfasts and hearty dinners. "Gotta fatten you up," she said. "Like Hansel and Gristle."Greta was.