Hmmm, I don't have any plans, I guess I could do that for you, sis. Who do you need to go meet?" Oh, um, it's that boy from the magic show. Jack." I s...id."Oooooh, a boy!" he teased."It's not what you think, Rick. We only met at the show and we're only friends. We need to talk about some stuff. Anyway, he lives on the other side of town, in Strawsburry. Could you please take me?" Yeah, I guess I could. There's a new mall that just opened up in Strawsburry, so I suppose I could take you down. It's not, like, canceror anything, is it?"John looked at her, confused, but Ella spoke first. "Just stop, MK. Lether talk."John looked from one to the other, trying to figure out what theythought they knew."Ok, look, this is kind of a weird thing to say, but..." MK started."Shut up, shut up, shut up," Ella muttered through clenched teeth."No," MK said, then looked back at John, "Are you trying to tell usthat you are really a boy?"John's eyes shot wide and his mouth hung open. "What?" Shit!". She grabbed a bowl and some eggs, milk, flour, sour cream, pecans and a host of other ingredients. A nice warm pecan coffee cake would go nice. Hopefully Joe wasn't allergic to nuts. Really nothing smelled better then warm cinnamon. It would be perfect. She would time it so it would come out of the oven just before he arrived. Mary spent the next few minutes measuring. In a flash most everything was ready to go. She would have to wait an hour or so before she put it in the oven. She wiped down. She then uncrossed her legs and reached for her brew giving John an eyeful of cleavage. As Sandra drank her brew, she slightly opened your legs! John got another glimpse of her stocking tops, she gave him another smile and took another sip of her brew. He quickly went and got some biscuits for her. When he came back in the room her skirt seemed a little higher and he could just see the black lace tops of the stockings, He sat down again as she opened her legs a little wider. Now he could.