I put my small wallet in the handbag and hung it over my shoulder, thenwith the carrier bag over my wrist, I minced my way to the salon."Hello, sissy,... boomed the receptionist and I felt myself shrink, "She'shere, the sissy I mean," she shouted across the salon in her baby voice,but it boomed in my sensitive pierced ears."Hello, sissy, come along?just think, in a few weeks you can wear danglyearrings, I have a set of hoops you'll just love, we'll fit them whenyou come in for your next waxing.". That evening, my k**s had gone to stay overnight with their dad, me and Pat sat around listening to music and drinking. It seemed like we talked for hours. There was a little harmless flirting, and it was obvious we were attracted to eachother, but that was all. At bedtime, we were both a little drunk, and we shared a long slow kiss before I headed off to my room and Pat headed off to my son's room for the night.Im not sure how long I slept for, but I can remember sensing that there was. They both knew that if Rachel’s father ever found out that there would be a shallow grave dug in the backyard, but that just made the whole thing more exciting. Every time he came over, Charlie immediately looked around for Rachel’s prime ass. At the moment, she had that round booty parked on the edge of the sink and was unzipping her jeans. ‘You’re gonna get me killed,’ he said as he dropped his own pants and let his ten-inch rod spring forward. ‘But what a way to go,’ she said, taking his. I looked at Crystal. "And so are you."My feelings were very strong for Crystal now which was lately enhanced because I was more directly teaching her at practice. It wasn't quite the same as Sara or Erin or even Miranda now, but like Tiffany and Laura before her, I would greatly miss Crystal if she was gone.Sara stood and began to dress."I need to talk to you," I said, sitting up. "My afternoon schedule has changed." You're not going to be able to have sex with us?" questioned Crystal."I will..