"I don't mean to pull rank here, but I'm the oldest by like a decade," Spencer said, looking all around the group. "I know I'm just Carly's br*ther an... I think we need to get to the bottom of why this happened before we go out and show everybody this stuff. Not to mention half of us can't control the stuff." But those of us who can should be able to do whatever we want, right?" Trina asked, "I could really use this skill to be a star because nobody else can do what I do." That's pretty selfish,. Knowing, deep down, I really wanted it. It was like Hollywood could read my thought, he stood, took me by thehand, leading me towards his bedroom. I mumbled a meek little protest,but he just pushed me onto his bed, covering me with kisses. His handslowly moved up my thigh, his fingers flicking against the crotch ofmy panties, each tough sending little shivers through me. "I thinkyou're ready" he announced. He pushed up my skirt, slowly sliding mypanties down my legs. He grasped my little cock. I know it’s been a long, long time. I didn’t look bad for a fifty something member of the over the hill gang. The only problem was that my pony tail looked out of place with the outfit. I took the holder off it and brushed my hair out. With the hat back on I thought it looked better but what the hell do I know. Checking the clock, I figured I had time for at least one quick drink before I headed for the big city. Somehow I figured this was going to be very sobering experience so I might as well. .”“We worked together, Mom.”“Really? I thought I detected that, but I wasn’t sure.”“Mom, I know it stresses you, but Derek’s The One. Just like Dad is to you.”“Rachel, you know the story of me and your dad. I was the same age...”“Derek and I are the same age...”“Dear, that age was twenty-one.”“Mom,” she said, “I am now a woman, according to what happened last week. Derek is a man. Mom, why can’t we be married?”That’s when my heart stopped.The next day I parked at the office. I was early. I put.