Mother was having coffee in the garden, and I joined her. Daddy hadalready left for work."Are you alright, dear?" Yes, mother." I sipped my coffee a...d thought about the emotional rollercoaster of last night."Would you like to talk about it?"I told her everything from the power rush of being me, and I did say "me"not "being Brandi," to the lust and then the terror."Why did you pick me, mother?" I asked.She set down her coffee and held my hands in hers. We had the sameFrench tip manicure."We. It felt so damn good that I asked him to try and stick his little dick in me which he did as best he could while the the other guy Greg stuck his little cock in my mouth. We had a little fun with each other before falling asleep and I never forgot that night.A few years later, I was in high school and a group of us all went on a camping trip. It was about 5 guys and a couple of the dad's to chaperone us and we knew this was gonna be fun. We were at a lake house with a boat and a boat dock and. "I'd love to!" She said, much as an echo of our first greeting. "But first, since you've got the superior training and expertise, could you scoop out these two vanilla cones for me? I swear they keep the stuff here frozen even harder than they did at 'DisasterWorld', but at least you've still got the wrist muscles to deal with it!"How could I resist? I started to head behind the counter to scoop the cones but the fickle customer was having none of it and rushed her maniacal younglings off to. At ten-thirty in the morning, the place was deserted with the exception of two old men sitting in a corner drinking coffee and eating doughnuts.They found a round corner booth and slid in; Fred all the way back, Audrey to his left, then Jessica on his right with Carla beside her.When the waitress came over and asked what she could do for them, the women all ordered lime pie and coffee. Fred cleared his throat and put his finger on the menu, "Uh, I know it's early, but would it be possible to.