“I’m sorry mom,” Mark said surprisingly in betweenpuffs.“Why are you sorry, Mark?”“That I came so soon. I couldn&#...217;t help it. You sucked meso good. And the fact that you’re my mother and I’dalways fantasized about fucking you, I just couldn’thold out.”“Well, Mark, just because you emptied your ballsdoesn’t mean we’re done by a long shot. As a matter offact, I pretty sure you still have an appetite andthat’s. So all of the windows were rolled down at least 1/3 of the way (including the one in the tailgate), and Jack and I were spending some quality time with our girlfriends (or were they spending quality time with us?).Sometime later I had pulled the crotch of Linda’s panties to the side and was slowly caressing her inner walls with my fingers when I heard Holly give a soft moan from the back. Taking a peek I saw that her blouse was open, and Jack had one of her nipples in his mouth. I looked up. "Well, you may think this is wierd, but I like to get dressed as a woman.In fact, I took these dance lessons, so I can dance better as a girl whenI go out," I confessed."Get out of here!" she said, and then, "I would love to see you as agirl. We can go dancing together!"We agreed to meet the next Friday night. She lived in the city withinwalking distance of a club. I offered to meet her at her apartment, sothat she could back out from being seen in public with me if she didn'tlike how I. There were no openings for someone of his skills that would be satisfying to him and offer the kind of future he had with his present job. Lloyd had never encountered this type of problem in all his nearly thirty years at Mountain Pine, and it was taxing his skills.By nine o'clock he had contacted the human resources department at headquarters and had been e-mailed a list of doctors used by the corporation when problems of a "non-physical nature" arose. A dainty way of putting it, Lloyd.