Boys don't wear dresses". I hoped my obsession would lessen as I got older but it actually got worse. By the time we got into high school your closet...became my refuge and your makeup table became my playground. I did my best to break myself of this curse during college but it got worse and I even started going to the clubs dressed as I wished. After we graduated, the expectation was that we'd would start our careers then have children of our own but I couldn't do it. Every day I was living. After I left that night Nicki called my mobile as you do in new relationships, wanting to know what her mums thoughts were, from the off set, Nicki told me when I left her mums first comment was “Well, I wish I was 30 years younger Nicki” The horny bitch I thought to myself, after hanging up to Nicki, I got in to bed and started thinking about Sarah’s comment, I thought why would her Mum have said that, was it an innocent compliment or was it a smart way of letting me know what she was about?. Also I would need to rub her ankle and leg some as it was hurting. I told her I would be right over.Grace opened the door and led me to Louise’s bedroom, where she was propped up with a sheet pulled up over her legs. We exchanged pleasantries and then Grace left. “Well, Louise, let me see that foot and leg. I have experience with sprains from my ball playing.” She told me to move the sheet and she spread her legs out and damn, I could plainly see her pussy. “It is hurting from the ankle. "Just for that," Hector slapped Cassie's bare bottom, causing her to twerk against him."You want this? You want to fuck me now, your own twin sister, in a public restroom while others might be waiting with full bladders and growing tempers? Let's do it, Bro. Let's fuck right here!" Cassie invited him to his surprise, bending over the sink with her ass showing now and her lacy silk panties down."Don't you mean 'make love, ' Sis?" Hector kept up the teasing as he prepared Cassie with his.