One night, Brad and I came home after midnight and Brad passed out drunk onto the couch. So I quietly went upstairs to go into his room to sleep. I sa... Brad's mom, Sara, was still awake, the light in her room still on. I opened the door to let her know we were home. And then I saw her. She was propped against her headboard, feet planted, naked. Her long, brown hair hung down her sides. One hand was wrapped around her large breast. While the other beautiful, tan arm reached between her legs. She. The boysall remembered her friendship with Jeff, and none of them wanted to betainted as being a possible sissy, if she were to like them.Her parents had pushed her to go to college, but her grades had slippedthe last couple of years of high school. She just wasn't interested init. Once she graduated high school, she packed up and started a crosscountry search for more information on The Mirrors. She found an old VWbus that she was able to buy cheap, which she could use as a camper. . .My body had just gained a mild tan too, and my long legs accentuated how silky smooth my skin was. My Gothic makeup was still on, and my log black hair came down like a waterfall over my shoulders and curled at the right places.. "I'm ready, uncle Mike..." I grabbed my towel and left for downstairs. "Hey, joining me in here ? I got it all nice and bubbly" uncle Mike said as he saw me going through the sliding door, "Yeah it's cold out today ! I wanna get toasty" I giggled and got into the. “Very pale and no buds, but a sight to behold when she’s changing. The one I love best of all is the black one.”“Yes Flore. Dutch East Indian, lovely mix. Fucking hairy too. The others shave or keep it neat, but not her, maybe her religion ... whatever?” mused Louis.“Anyway Marla, miss fidget,” Franz continued, “After the scandal and publicity, Hans and his wife stepped in, ostensibly to take her under their wing, educate and look after her, but primarily to indoctrinate her for his ‘club’,.