"So, she said you just stroke it like this." said Shae. I assumed that meant it was her hand that was starting to stroke my dick."And then what?" said...Lizzie, after a short while."Well," said Shae, "She said that unless you want to have sex, you can put it in your mouth and it feels really good for him."I held my breath. They weren't actually about to give me a blowjob, were they?I felt a mouth start to engulf my cock in soft warmth. It didn't go very far down though."Yeah, like that." said. My eyes widened at this suggestion and he laughed. ‘Scared?’ he asked, pulling back far enough to look into my eyes I wanted to taste his lips. To mingle the scotch he had been drinking with the whiskey I still tasted in my mouth. I knew the grip I had on my self control was dangerously thin. I opened my mouth to reply and his lips were on mine. His tongue traced the edges of my teeth. I could taste him, savoring the maleness and enjoying the pressure as he flicked the tip of my tongue. He. ”“I don’t get it.”“There is a bit of a color code for the lifestyle. Not everyone puts any stock in it, but my grandmother and mother swear by it. Black, grays, royal purple, and darker tones of red and blue are dominant colors. White, pinks, and pastel shades of anything are submissive colors. Most other colors are seen as neutral.”“So the right side of the dress is dominant and the left is submissive?”“That’s right.”Sara put the dress back in the garment bag and hung it back up on the coat. "I'm actually Cheri Harris' legal guardian. I have a power of attorney for myself and my sisters." But your sister, you told me she was..." Yeah, that was Tammy. My family is adopting Anita. Currently they are court-appointed guardians pending the adoption process. But she's not the issue here. We're going over to the junior high to register her after we're done. She needs a family; I'd rather no one actually voice the fact that she isn't my sister by birth. She is my sister in every other.