A few men lived on the same block as we did.The best was when he told me a good friend of his was coming over. He gave me a wrapped box with a pink bo... on it. I opened it wow a real cheerleaders outfit with the school colors just like the cheerleaders wore, Black sweater, short pleated black and red skirt, black tight satin panties, saddle shoes, and a cute red lace bra. He said it was from the man. I hurried put the outfit on and a long black wig (put pink bows in my hair), makeup (foundation,. ”Sherry told her, “Don’t take a deep or your titties will pop out.”“I will if you will.”“Okay, but only for a second. Jerry doesn’t like for his women to expose themselves in public.”“Jerry, am I your woman?”“Only if you want to be. But, like Sherry told you, I don’t share.”“I’ve only kissed Harry once. He’s never touched he or seen any part of me naked.”“And?”“And I want to be your woman. I don’t have to travel with you, just tell me you’ll love me and never break my heart.”“If you’re going to. Now him being mad is one thing, but him being drunk was something else entirely... and he was drunk a lot. He would go on a rampage. He would break things in the house, he would throw things at me and he would break me down. Every day was the same, hands, fists, books everything he could hit me with he did. He said I was worthless, a freak, that I deserved to die. He made me insecure, shy and at some points he made me hate myself. Then when he found out I was on hormones he lost it. He started. She asked him if he needed to piss, and in an instant he was undressing infront of her, his teenage dick hardening. He stood upright, and Mary moved again so that her cunt was just an inch or so away from the tip of his dick as he started to piss. The hot stream bounced on her clit, giving her an orgasm, and once he'd finished she knelt in the bath and gently wanked him until he'd cum on her tits. As she described the encounter in explicit detail to me, my mind was racing, the possibilities.