I popped each load in a trash bag and then drove down to the Laundromat. Even if I would have to use their dryers until next month, I was not going to...look like one of the campesinos who can’t speak English, pushing a shopping basket piled high with laundry. With my light skin and long face, I looked more Anglo than Latina, and I wasn’t going to spoil the impression.Actually, it wasn’t bad. There were a couple of Madres folding their now dried family laundry over on the tables, and three guys. "Just a girl from school. She wanted to ask me some questions about a test we've got coming up on Wednesday." That's funny, Larry. I could have sworn you said she wasn't even twelve yet, and called her Trudie." Well, I did say that. Denise is the one who called me. It was her sister, Trudie, that cut in on the phone because she wanted to tell me that Aunt Agnes gave her a scholarship today. Why are you paying so much attention to who I'm talking to on the phone, anyway?" I wasn't paying. His hands were slim, slender and younger this time. He opens thehandbag on his lap. He is now Catherine Lawrence, 18 years old. Dousingthe cigarette, Jim gets up and heads for the public toilets. In there, hediscovers he is now a young blonde girl. He was wearing a tight red bodyhugging t-shirt, jeans and a pair of pumps. Placing his hands on hisbreasts, he noticed they were larger and firmer than Janet's. Catherine was on her break in between her classes when Jim stepped in."EXIT!" he said.. I then turned on his friend who was considerably bigger and started to give him a wet BJ. After about 5 minutes the first man said lets go to his car so we walked over and he said for his friend to sit on the back seat with his legs out so I could continue with my mouth. I bent over and started once again to use my O skills and before I could do or say anything I felt his friend grab me around the waist and next minute his rod entered me. In shock I convulsed and it allowed for him to enter.