"You're wearing THAT to work?" Seriously?" Lindsay replied. "You're wearing THAT to sit around thehouse?" Janet simply smirked as her daughter gesture... to her long t-shirt and leggings, before sighing and tugging down the hem of her ownshort black skirt."See you later," Janet said to her red-faced daughter as she left thehouse, leaving Janet to muse once again on how the influence of twogenetically male people like herself and Ellie had caused a formertomboy like Lindsay to embrace the world of. I type, "Jim, can we still meet tonight."Jim typed, "Sure, you have the directions, around 7 pm would be good. Champ and I will be waiting."I found Jim's house. It was on a large piece of property with the nearest house not in sight. Jim and Champ met me at the gate and walked me into his home. I was very well decorated and was well kept. I was led into the den, sat on the couch. Champ sat on a curtain that was next to his master recliner. Jim treated me as if I was a woman, called me Cindy;. ” She spreads slightly and he sees her hand resting on her crotch, her middle finger disappearing inside her juicy cunt. “I watched you two last night,” she blurts out.“What did you think about it?” Justin asks, arching an eyebrow and not at all surprised by the revelation.“I found it hot how rough you were with her and how you fucked her ass like that.” She groans and rocks on her finger.“So you like thinking about my cock in my sister’s ass?” he asks, feeling excitement churning in his. He was a bit young to have a "senior moment", but by God that was what it seemed like, at this moment.Had he forgotten someone's name? had he got a name wrong, or misspelled as he wrote it? Did someone ask him to do something, and he had forgotten whom it was for? It was annoying to have your memory say you had forgotten something, but not tell you what it was. The so-called clever human mind was not so clever, sometimes, he decided.He mentioned this conundrum to Amelia once he was home, while.