“Is your mum home?” she asked.Beth replied, “I’m afraid not, Liz.” After a moment Beth asked, “You look troubled, Liz. Is there anything I...can do?”Liz looked at Beth and half-smiled. She really liked the nineteen-year-old and thought she looked pretty in her sleeveless very short pink and white dress. Mind you, she was slim and had lovely legs and was a delight to look at, and even with the age difference, Liz had to admit to how easy it was to fancy Beth. In fact, it was more than that,. He had no idea yethow dramatic. Nicole did not just jump into this look willy nilly. She had done a decentamount of researching ahead of time to coordinate the entire creation. Sheslowly slipped Greg's new doo onto his head. The wig cap helped it go oneasily and sit snuggly on his feminized head. She instructed him to bendforward so the hair cascaded up over his head and down in front of hisface, then had him quickly flip it back so it naturally fell down over hisshoulders. "Not so fast. We're. I’m not too worried if you aren’t,” I told her.“That’s not a big deal. You can let go of my legs now,” she said, sitting up.I moved my hands away from her legs, and she sat up, putting her feet on the porch. “So, how do you want to fuck me?” she asked me, wiggling her hips a little.“From the back. Stand up,” I told her.She put her hands on my knees and slowly raised her slick pussy off of my cock, then took a couple of steps away from me. “Where do you want me?” she asked, turning around.“Go. He lived next door and he was three years older than me. I never saw him act like a bully to anyone but me. He called me a sissy and a fag all the time.He would back me up into a corner and tell me to beg him to let me go or he would beat me up. He was older and bigger and stronger than me so I had no choice. I did what he said and begged for mercy.One afternoon he had me cornered in his back yard with nobody else in his house or mine. I was ready to beg him like he always forced me to do all.