It was just a dance, it didn't mean anything. After all, she had danced with lots of guys and it didn't mean she was attracted to them or anything lik... that. But the warmth of Mandy's body, the scent of Mandy's perfume, and the softness of Mandy's breasts against hers made it clear that this was not like dancing with someone she didn't find attractive. The music slowed, and then stopped. The lights were almost extinguished. Mandy released Dawn, only to cup the other woman's chin and lift it. "I told you they were hot!" Which one you want?" Trooper asked."Shit!" BadCop replied. "I want both of their white asses! Don't you?" Yeah!" Trooper agreed. "Share and share alike." Are we gonna pay the sluts?" Trooper asked."We'll see! Maybe they'll pay us!" BadCop laughed."You know what really turns me on?" Trooper said."What?" BadCop replied."Hurting them. I've always wanted to hurt a white girl. Not really hurt them. But hurt them enough to make them cry and beg me to stop... even though. Then I would I would unzip my skirt and let it fall to the floor.I would then look at myself in the bathroom mirror and wonder if I couldpass for male. Ultimately I would be forced to conclude that the curvesmy petticoat gave my butt produced a very feminine shape and I wouldrealise that with my trousers with the zip down the side I still lookedlike a girl's trousers.Then one day Trudy caught me wearing them.All she said, when she barged in on me, was, "You look better in a skirt,Julianne. . I was going to get to see him in his boxers. My heart raced with anticipation as I watched him take his shirt off. His wifebeater was tight on his chest and I could make out a 6-pack. He put his gym shirt on and the moment I was waiting for was coming next. My friend Joshua was saying something to me, but I was tuning him out. The blonde boy unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to his ankles. I was in heaven, watching this semi-naked boy who I knew nothing about, except that I wanted him,.