My mind was running through the events of the day once more, events that had unleashed a storm of emotional, and I'll admit sexual feelings that I'd h...ld suppressed for many years."Come on, Elizabeth," I admonished myself out loud, "It's not going to happen so don't even think about it." The trouble was I'd done nothing but think about 'it' for the last three hours, ever since my interview with Mister Hayles had come to a somewhat surprising conclusion.How had that young man managed to turn a. I turned around very quickly to find my little sister (not my real sister,no kin,no bloodline)standing there giggling like school girl.I said watch it girl dont start nothing you cant finish.she yea I want to talk about that.before i get to the good stuff.She is a light skinned (redbone or high yellow)short I mean GARY COLEMAN short R.I.P anyway very pretty face and stacked.Tits and Ass a total package.yes i had a Crush on this girl.In my eyes she was very Flirty with everyone.Rumor has it she. There was a flurry of congratulations and praises, including Biggie, I felt genuine satisfaction that he was happy, this was another record not only in tokens but in the number of people watching, there really were more people into a hairless guy in nickers in the trans room. I closed the chat and went straight away to the shower. Stripping out of the bra and thong I looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess, drying cum all over my legs, matted hair on my very flushed face, and the imprint. Jones. Olivia is waiting to begin your massage. Enjoy.” With a stunning smile he turned and strode back down the hall. Lydia gave a small sigh, of relief or regret she couldn’t say, and opened the door. Stepping inside she reluctantly closed it behind her and looked around. The room was softly lit both with overhead lights and an array of candles. Dominating the small space was a massage table draped in white linens. It smelled strongly of lavender and patchouli, and soft piano music piped from.