Mymom, like my dad didn't understand, but at least she tried. Twice when Iwas in high school she helped me, once when I had gathered up the nerveto go...to the show. I went, nobody recognized me, and I had a wonderfultime experiencing what it was like to actually be out in public dressedas a girl. The second time came when a friend of mine wanted to pull aprank, and I let him, "talk me into it". I went to the dance as hisdate, with my hair done, nails polished, and wearing a nice party. "We're going to get in trouble! I'm gonna get in trouble!" He tried to wriggle backwards on the couch but she squeezed his dick painfully."Pfft. No one would believe that you had the fucking nerve to touch me." She began moving her hand up and down the shaft of his cock, causing the foreskin to recede and then rise over the head. She had clearly had some practice at doing it as she almost immediately fell into a practiced rhythm. He felt paralyzed with how good it felt. As she rubbed up and. I immediately responded with passion, our tongues were searching out for each other's, my hands went to her ass, as her's went around my neck. We stayed in the thralls of passion for what seemed like forever. I explored her body, I gripped her ass cheeks then I moved one hand up to her breast and played with her nipples. This got an immediate response, her nipples got hard and as big as good sized erasers, she moaned and stuck her tongue in my ear. Sara whispered that she was still a virgin, it. If there was one button there her bra would have been seen…Then as the auto stopped near my house i was standing nearby seeing my what she would be doing… she got off the auto.. stood next to the auto with her tummt facing the driver inside.. and lifted both her hand making her hair proper showing all that sexy waistline to that lucky guy.. then she bent forward showing the valley between her breasts to the auto driever and asked what for the cost of the trip the driver was all shocked and kept.