Michelle enjoyed the freedom her wage allowed; the freedom to buy clothes she wanted, rather than those chosen for her by a mother so far out of touch...that she could be on another planet.It was not long before the freedom she had tasted, became a desire to move on, leave her parents to their lives and make her own way. The break, when it came, was full of tears, promises of support and an open invitation to come home if it all went wrong. Privately, Michelle had no intention of allowing things. " David was ready to let Harvey talk it out, and he just listened. "Mom... Jean gave me a bag full of pills before I left on the tour. Mark - one of the guys in the troupe - said he knew what they were. His Uncle was using them - his Uncle was a transsexual."Harvey turned to face nothing in particular. "I thought he was just trying to screw with me. But I think... At least I'm pretty sure... I knew. I don't know why I kept taking them. By the time I could see what was happening, I guess I tried. I eagerly nuzzled and kissed her everywhere I could. The strap-on was the kind that goes around the cheeks so her ass was fully accessible to my kisses. I felt I was as much as a woman as you can be. Wearing my sexiest lingerie, boobs over flowing my bra, and a huge, firm cock in my mouth. My pussy ached to be filled. She then finally told that she was ready. I was laid back on the bed. She moved up between my legs and gently spread them apart. Looking down and seeing her with her beautiful. . Wait. Had I missed something? Why didmy sister have window you could look through into her guest bathroomwithout curtains? Biting on my lips I tried to calm down. It was probablybetter to take a cold shower to calm down before I headed to thebreakfast with my sister and Samuel.Pushing the shower curtain aside I stepped into the bathtub. Pulling thecurtain back I turned the wheel and enjoyed the water on my skin. I shiedaway at first before the water started to warm up and it reached.