Mom and dad were fighting less and less. I sometimes can see that they were barely interacting at all.My brother probably had more knowledge as being ...lder he was more aware of things. I was 10. I was totally clueless and carefree.I do not know if it was a concious or sub-concious thing. This time I didn't ask for, or pursue, getting any list of names of my classmates. Or friends in the neighborhood.I know there were kids I hung out with. Kids that played together in our little neck of the. ‘Get changed into the dress and shoes now Lexi!’ he commanded. I didn’t know whether it was shock or fright maybe even a little submission on my part but I did as I was told for the first time in my life. He left me in his office to change, I removed my hot pink doc martin boots first, then my tank top, I pulled the tight material of the dress over my milky white 36C breasts and blush coloured erect nipples, it stretched over them looking like the dress was painted on my body, then I pulled it. I rubbed my hand up his bum and commented on his smooth ass. he pushed it back into my hand and said um you like that don't you. I said you bet I do. I then felt all along his thighs and cupped his balls to feel no hair anywhere and then I felt his asshole. It was clean too. I said damn boy I like. He said go ahead and give it a lick. you know you want to. I bent over and shoved my face between his cheeks and reached around and grabbed his gorgeous curved cock. I love that boys cock. It is bent. They were good guys that everybody liked, but rowdy as hell.As Don returned with a round of drinks, Jack spoke up; "Let me tell you my tale of woe. That Linda that I'm dating. Well, I tried to come on to her the other night, with the titty feeling routine. She stopped me cold when she informed me that her titties were so tender that if a guy grabs them it hurts a ton. I got a real thing for this fem, but how to you get from A to Z when you have to bypass the mountains?" Go from Z to P, dumb.