I just stood there looking at them. I got aglimpse up her skirt once and she gave me a look that told me she didntapprove.I got so hot that I started ...o stroke my cock on her panties. They feltso silky and the thought that they were between those georgeous legs wastoo much. I was getting close to cumming and strarted looking for atissue when I heard the door open.There she stood. A tight white blouse, obviouslyno bra, hard nipples, a short skirt and a pair of delicious white heelsand a look. They were treated kindly by the staff and came to know them all my name. Since then her father has become a fabulous cook, even though it was Sarah you pleaded for the title of cook in their household, needing to feel, even at a young age, as though she were contributing to their shared work load.Tonight, however, was the first time they would dine here as lovers. Of course, they weren’t alone to share the intimacy, but still, the joy in Sarah’s heart was enough to make her pulse soar.They were. He turned his car around and headed back home.Then he saw her! She also saw him, and smiled broadly and waved. She was pretty, but had a battered look. Dionnie was real. Very real! Helplessly, Jim pulled up bedside her and she slid seductively in.Dionnie was dressed in a short black vinyl skirt, fishnet stockings, black patent leather five-inch heel knee high boots, and a tight red blouse that showed off her tits. She wore heavy make up. She laughed and said, "17! Honey, I am the same age as. So its hammered into us as we grow up thatbecoming a guy is a brave, even a patriotic choice.But when I was a kid, everybody teased me saying I was far too girly toever be picked to become a man.And I cant say they were wrong.I loved being a girl.But on my seventeenth birthday, I went to the machine. The machine is in atower just outside town, and joining me there was every girl born in thesame month as I was. We spent several days in a large dorm together,revelling in our freedom from adult.