Then I went into the house.There was Angie still naked sitting in my chair. My wife explained to me that Angie’s dress was being washed and that she...could probably get the stain out. Then she told me that Angie and her mother had to be nude at all times in their house so she let Angie be nude in our house too. My wife really was enjoying looking at the naked teenage girl. Apparently Angie was not allowed to put her knees together either. My wife patted a spot next to her on the couch to sit. “Somethings, don't change,” he whispered, then shook his dick and left.I looked down, my own cock was at semi, I still couldn't stop swallowing.I went back to the bar,planning to leave, but found a fresh drink there instead. By the color of it probably a double/triple. The bartender said Jud had bought it before he left. I sat there drinking it trying to think, but mind was a jumble, finished the drink , paid my tab and left. I'd come from work, and had parked on the street, before I could. My neighbor came down completely naked and with a hard-on. His friend wasn't there yet but we got started. I took his cock and stuck it right in my mouth and did what I do pretty damn good. I sucked his cock like a pretty slut would do. While I has a mouth full, I moved my ass end closer so he could play with my tight hole and little clit. We played for about another 10 minutes and then I heard someone coming down the stairs. His friend was there but not his friend. He couldn't make it this. Suddenly he'dacquired an interest in transvestism, crossdressing and all thingsgender-related. Well, it's a fascinating field, you know. Psychology, andgender stereoypes, and all that. How I laughed quietly to myself as he readmore and more. Often by the time he came to do his hypnotic routine he wasalready half asleep, far too zonked to notice the tiny changes I had made tohis confidence- building scripts. Under he would go, sitting there gazingsteadily at the screen as my words flowed into.