Tonya followed her friend's suit. "I think more so on Samantha. Takesafter Sam so much. Sometimes it's painful see. Sam was the epitome of aman's man,...and Samantha was following suit, but what do I know aboutraising a boy?"Amanda laughed. "We were both so girly-girl growing up, I guess itwould've been better if one of use learned about baseball or gettingdirty. I know I wouldn't know what to do if Cynthia was a boy."I still hope that if I reinforce femininity in Samantha now, it willmake life. "Yes, of course. Come on." I walked over to one of the big armchairs and stood behind it.Julie got up off the couch and as she walked over to where I stood, I admired her body. She was about two inches shorter than me but still had long enough legs to turn heads, especially in the kind of short skirt she was wearing. Also she had nice firm breasts, not too big but big enough. Certainly bigger than mine. I really couldn’t understand why she was still at home with her mum and dad. She turned. I hesitantly approached the couch and sat as far from her as I could."Where is your sister?"I considered lying and telling her I did not know. Which, now that I thought about it, I didn't. "She's with Beth. She said she'd be home in a couple of hours or so."Mom just shrugged then stared at me. She sighed and grimaced. "You look so much like your father, you know that?"I nodded. I had seen the pictures and had seen the resemblance. I did not really remember him though. Just a bit, nothing really. Richards carried Cindy up the stairs, towards the master bedroom.Once in the room, he leaned forward and lightly dropped Cindy on the bed and her head hit the mattress. He lifted her skirt up and slowly removed her panties. He threw them on the floor and went down on her. The moment his tongue touched her inner thighs Cindy moaned out loud. She felt his mouth on her pussy and his tongue inside of her."OOoohhh goooddd," Cindy moaned. At that moment Cindy didn't care if Mrs. Richards walked in,.