The guy, whoever he was, was long gone, taking my old clothes and wallet with him.And me? Something terrifying and wonderful had happened. My first cl...e was right in front of me when I opened my eyes. Two huge breasts, pushed up into my sight by the underwire bra I was wearing, were right in front of my face. The nipples were hard, and the skin on my upper chest was flushed and sweaty. I sat up, and my boobs swung like two big pendulums into position. I used my thin, feminine fingers to caress. Taut they were and supported by muscle so they stood high and proud on her chest. When I brushed a nipple it stood out stiff and hard and she groaned.I kissed her. I don't think she had any experience of that, but she caught on quickly. Oh, but it was delicious. By that point my hands were on autopilot exploring her curves. When I slid a finger between her labia she jerked as though she'd had an electric shock, then moaned and moved against me. She wasn't, thankfully, noisy; when her orgasm hit. "We can move up the date - or run away." laughed the apparent Philip."And spend the rest of mah life hiding from mah mother!" She screeched in mock alarm. "NO, thank you kindly! She's already complaining she doesn't have time to set things right before the weddin'!"'It is great to feel so confident and so strong,' Maggie thought. 'It is a nice change to be Philip and it was so sweet of him to let me be him and pick up the ALLAN PRIZE! Never had I dared to dream of ever being a prizewinner -. I wasn't surprised that I was driving into a very rough neighborhood. Sir Leon wasn't rich, he was wealthy. This made me even more nervous known as Bed-Stuy . Sir Leon was a powerful pimp and d**g lor with his own crew and I didn't want to piss him off. When I arrived at his large but skanky crib a young Latina girl answered the door in blue jeans and a white t-sirt that said “I Train White Bitches”, HOLLY SHIT she was hot. She couldn't have been older than nineteen or so. I said hello, but the.