She told me she'd used it all through school when she was young and she really loved that ruler. It was one of the old fashioned wooden rulers, 12" lo...g, a metal strip from top to bottom on one side for drawing straight lines. Not the cheap balsa wood rulers they give away. This one was thick and two and a half inches wide. It was even varnished. I hit the palm of my hand. It made a satisfying sound and was strong enough that I knew it wouldn't break. I stopped by the bathroom and picked up. "You're not the only one that's hot," Marc responded.They took a seat on the couch, and she offered him a Coke which he accepted, his mouth and throat were extremely dry."So, how long has this been going on?" Charlene asked as she slid closer. Marc told this attractive female everything, and she encouraged him with a gentle kiss when to continue when he felt too embarrassed to go on."What's your story? Not too many females are supportive of this lifestyle," Marc asked.She told him that she had. Remember, I told you about that Fictionmania story?" "Cute. At least it is making you smile a little. I told you that that Fictionmania site would make you laugh. You would look sweet as a little girl though." Anne-Marie said with a giggle."Mike laughed at that. He threw a mock slap on her backside and then took her hand and pulled her close. He gave her a sensuous kiss and then breaking away, he remarked, "Do little girls kiss like that." Whew. No I don't think so." Said Anne-Marie as she. I saw Pepper nod to someone and she pointed to our table and a spotlight lit us up. The spotlight then narrowed it beam until it was focused on Ginger. Pepper stood on stage, motioning with her finger for Ginger to come and join her. At first Ginger acted like she was too shy and hesitant, but a quick feel of her pussy under the table told me a different story, so I literally pushed her to her feet.Since Pepper had died her hair to match Ginger’s, to everyone’s eyes, they were identical.