I did. Lots." I wish you didn't call it charity." Why?" It kind of makes it into a self fulfilling thing, creates dependence. If I don't need charity,...I'd never see you again, so I'd have to stay sad and hopeless." I never thought of it like that." It could be a gift, I don't want to sound corny, but it's what angels do. What you're doing is just being an angel." You don't think that's my real name do you?" I wasn't sure."She pulled her passport out of her bag and handed it across the table."It. I tried to move away, but he held me in place as he tried again. This time he pushed harder until his cock entered my tight asshole. I felt my eyes starting to water and I closed them. I should’ve demanded that he stop, but I didn’t. I wanted to make him come one way or another, but it was more than that. I wanted to experience it for myself and deep inside of me I think I liked it, not the feeling, but that I was now the kind of girl that let a guy penetrate her ass. I could feel inch by. That had to be your decision Kathy. By the way, I go to a ballet class once a week for exercise, and I was wondering if you might like to join me. There are a few other little girls there with their Mom's too. We could get you a ballet outfit if you want." I had no idea of what ballet was let alone a ballet outfit, but I sure wanted to go if mom wanted me to. "Sure Mom!" "Okay honey. Get some rest and when you feel better we'll find you an outfit." I started with ballet classes, then. Who knows what would happen to me if I did. And I guess it would be fun to find out what it tastes like. I felt a tug on my skirt and instinctively raised my ass so they could pull it away. Maybe I could sew it. Nah! Marcus, seeing my bra dangling loosely on my chest now, lifted it off my tits and threw it in the same pile as my skirt and pantyhose. All ruined! This was going to get expensive to replace all this stuff! Maybe they would chip in some money. My middle aged tits were now completely.