.)I tossed my cig butt away and got up and continued walking, the sky now at its lowest blue point before turning black. This was my favorite time of...the day; I’d always been a nocturnal person. It was just in my nature; the night was when I really felt like someone. As I walked, my mind focused on the girls I’d seen across the street. Who were they? Where did they come from? What were they doing here? And WHY or HOW were they so damn beautiful?!I found myself in a secluded alleyway off. Together, you and I can make it! We'll lick his thing together!"Glory was startled. She couldn't believe what she thought she'd just heard. "Uh, did you say 'lick his thing'? You mean lick THIS thing, right?"Suzanne froze for a long moment and then burst into laughter. She withdrew and doubled over as she had a great big belly laugh. "'Lick his thing'? That's a good one!"Glory found herself laughing too, a little bit at first, but then it was like an unstoppable flood. Not only did she laugh. As time went on, I joined the Navy. I only dressed up once. After I got out, I moved back home. I felt it was behind me. But it is never like that. I started once more, but not very far, just underwear.I got married, and tried to live a normal life. I sometimes would put Karen's clothes on. It helped when we worked odd hours. I would but on her underwear, then I would play with myself until I came. One day, I did that, and then fell asleep.She walked in and found me in her bra. "What the hell. I looked up on hearing her voice."Have you seen my hair brush bro?" she said."No sorry," I said and then just stared at her.She had put on her bra and knickers and that was all and boy had she grown up in the last few months. It didn't stop me hating her but it put new thoughts in to my head. It would be a waste to kill such a fine looking slut, but there were lots of other things I could do to her that were a lot worse than killing her.This new situation needed a lot of thought for once again.