I also got about 7 different nighties, all different kinds.Well, then we went into Abercrombie & Fitch. Again, Susan and Maggie toldme to go wild and ... ended up with 5 different outfits, all with skirts,most of those mini. We hit about 6 different stores and I ended up with22 different outfits and about 30 pairs of shoes. I don't know how theyafforded all that, especially with Susan buying some thing for herselftoo. Oh well, I didn't care anymore. Shopping was like a wonderful drug.I was. As usual, he bartered the contents for items he really wanted. A guard collected him.D’Clinton ripped into the baby back rib platter with baked beans and coleslaw. After dinner, they got a little more time in rec area. D’Clinton sat on the floor in between the sissy’s legs getting his hair brushed. “How was yo’ food?”“It was fine. Yours?”“Not bad. I’ma get you some chips and cookies from commissary before lights out, bae!”“Oh my god! Thank you!”“Dat’s what you be screamin’ tonight when I put. It was only Wednesday, so Jason had two full days to worry about what would happen on Saturday. After, thinking about it, he decided that he liked the attention even though he did not like the way it was done to him. He had been lonely most of his short life since he couldn’t do the things other boys did. Not being able to come up with an ironclad excuse for not going to Vicky’s Saturday, he resigned himself to the inevitable. ******************************** SATURDAY Jason trembled as he. His crotch was hairy, hot and sweaty and a musky smell wafted from it. Her fingers wrapped around Wassa's spongy semi-erect penis and he grinned in the dark. He was going to get a handjob off this well dressed sexy bitch.He looked at her closely in the glow of a streetlight. She was a big woman but well proportioned. She was wearing heavy makeup: lots of black eyeliner and mascara, blue and pink eyeshadow, rose blush and plum red lipstick. Her hair was glossy; brunette with subtle red.