I am thrilled to be part of Patricia's transformation. But, as we all clearly see, Patricia has succeeded very well on her own - her outfit is really ...exy, and she looks gorgeous!"As long as I can remember I've admired and envied beautiful girls. I recall, as early as the eighth grade, stealing glances at this very pretty girl seated at the desk next to mine. Her name was Jeannette. She wore short skirts and tight dresses, colorful tops, and makeup. No other girls in my class dared to wear. Pam reached over and pulled the panties down Tracey’s legs until she could slip her feet out. I was ready to come right then, just from watching the two ladies undress. Tracey took hold of my dick again and looked up at me with a smile, ‘You’re enjoying this aren’t you?’ she said with a little laugh. In response, I flexed the muscles controlling my dick, causing it to throb in her hand. Tracey responded with a laugh from deep in her throat. She turned to Pam and asked her, ‘Do you want to. Even with the drinks, I still am just so tense from driving that I know it is going to be a long night.”“Well I know how to take care of that.” I said. “You go upstairs and put on your swimsuit and I will uncover my Jacuzzi and in 20 minutes, I may have to carry you back in to sleep!” She smiled and took off up the stairs, and my eyes followed her every move with lust that was flamed by the realization that she was forbidden fruit.I ducked into the laundry and grabbed my swimsuit, and. On my mother’s side, two of three brothers fought for the South, one for the North. Then there were two sisters, one of whom married a Confederate artilleryman, one a Union cavalryman. On my father’s side, two brothers went blue, one went gray. One sister married a Union officer, the other a Confederate sergeant.“West Virginia, Virginia, North Carolina, Kentucky, Maryland, Missouri, and Tennessee, were classic examples of the old ‘brother vs. brother’ trope, if you will. I wish that I could say.