Jim soaked his body, which cleansed him ofthe pressure. After departing the tub, Jim reached for his nail polishand promptly put three coats of brigh... nail polish on his stubby toes.After they had dried, Jim slid on a pair of black pantyhose, followed byhis black fishnet hose. The first pair helped hide the hair on his legs.Next came the pull up girdle, which Jim slipped on, it was rather snug.Jim preferred corsets, but girdles were easier to maneuver in. Next Jimbegan on his make-up. This. The Black Owned white pig knows that now and forever it is a lewd naked public piece-of-ass all over the Internet and all over the city. Any white that it knows or once knew also knows.The Black Owned white pig notes the new white looking it over with a saucy sneer. It is, of course, not impossible that the new white is a tad jealous because its own inferior white a****l instincts impel it toward being a Black Owned white pig itself. But all that aside, the white bartender comes over and also. May I please change clothes?" Can it wait until after breakfast Angela?" Yes sir it can wait."Blade lets us up out of our seats and takes us to the dining area toeat breakfast. We eat our breakfast fairly quickly for three year olds.After breakfast Grandma changes our dresses to pink frilly dresses withlots of lace."Another dress." I say to myself, "Is this all they got for me?"I look in my closet before grandma Trilane closes it. Yes it is packedfull of dresses. After we are changed into our. "Not bad, and you? The first part was a bit difficult, but later I settled down alright."He looked deeply into her eyes to find some encouragement or acknowledgement of what they had shared the night before. She smiled again, but averted her eyes. She was feeling a little guilt. Natural enough, he thought. But his eyes were on her charcoal colored nylons as they stretched over her knees and thighs just visible below her short skirt. His eyes wandered to her prominent mound where her skirt.