He was careful to put onhis Jockey shorts, but he wished that he had a clean pair of panties toslip up his legs. In fact he wished that he could get d...essed thismorning in panties, dress, kneesocks and a pair of Mary Janes (or whatever they called those neat shoes that Diane and Tammy often wore.)Realizing that plan was out of the question he donned his usual boringold shirt, pants socks and sneakers and slowly went down to breakfasthoping that no one would raise the issue of a six year old boy. The fine hairs on her arms stood up at the tender touch of Merielle's fingertips.“You’re so soft and warm,” Merielle said, slightly mesmerized as she stood behind her stroking her arms and softly nuzzling the back of her neck.Candy was so perfect Merielle wondered how deep the illusion ran and pondered the miracle of it. “Do you mind if I ask a personal question?” she inquired, gently turning her around to face her. “I hope I'm not rude.”“No, please,” Candy replied honestly.“Do you enjoy sex?. He was in his garage coveralls but I could still feel his hard cock through them as he bumped it into my hairless pussy. My kisses to his lips turned even more passionate as he rubbed that cock of his still in his coveralls against my hairless pussy. John broke our kiss and he stepped back as he started to unzip his coveralls. I watched him as he slipped them from his shoulders. I sat there on the edge of my desk my hand rubbing my pussy. I wanted to throw my legs high in the air and tell him. You help him with his, uh, math problem?"Jason looked at him funny. "Math problem? What are you talking... oh... oh, yes. Yes, I did. Everything's cool with that."Frank just nodded. He was convinced now. Jason and his friends had something secretive going on. He wanted in on it, if for no other reason that he could claim to be part of some sort of group or club. It even had the hallmarks of a conspiracy of some sort.And if that were the case, he knew he could not simply invite himself. Jason.