I also refused to wear jeans or cordoroy pants.Mom was really fearful that I too would wind up joining a gang. Sheknew that I wasn't like the other b...ys in the neighborhood. I did hangaround with a few boys but was with mostly girls. One day I came homefrom visiting the girl across the street. She was carrying a few bagsfrom the local discount store.in the house and said she wanted to talk to me. In said okay and wentto use the bathroom. I came back downstairs and mom was sitting on. Hell I was wondering that myself. I decided to drive into town and get fast food for dinner after that call. Fast food in Sparta meant the Burger King on main street. I went through the drive in window, since I wanted to keep my low profile. I carried my bag of food to the county veterans memorial park. I sat in their parking lot to have my dinner. The burger king burger was excellent as always. If nothing else, it beat the hell out of oatmeal.I drove back home and stretched my trip wire over. Too bad for them, when they openedtheir jaws the soap fell onto the bed. They realized an instant too latethat Daria had gotten them to fail, even though they had succeeded allthrough the foregoing ordeal. They cried openly, sissy tears running fromtheir eyes and soap bubbles dribbling from their lips."I'm really knocked out after that," Daria confessed."Me too," Eugenie agreed. "But we still owe our sissies something else." Like making their tail ends glow red." It wouldn't be fair to deny. She could hardly wait!Judy forced herself not to hurry. She showered slowly, as usual, and dried herself thoroughly. Then she applied some sexy smelling lotion beneath her big tits, on the dimples of her ass and the insides of her thighs. She was about to put the bottle away when she smiled and smeared a little through the tight crack of her ass. Her asshole tingled pleasantly when she touched it, and she pressed the scented fingertip against it. She wanted to be ass-fucked again sometime in.