"I don't think Mr Vero ever livedhere. Didn't you know this was the home of Dizzy Dismore?" The rock star?" Mandy asked incredulously. "Didn't he die ...ecently?" Exactly," Harriet answered. "He kept the place for thirty years it seems,and lived here for twenty. Did the most appalling things with it,decoration-wise, though he seems to have tried to undo some of that inrecent years, bless him. I admit, it did have some nice touches, here andthere."Everyone thought he owned it, and he even seems to. I was crying too much to see. They fell to the floor behind me and I scrambled on the floor to find them in front of four laughing high school girls.They made dinner while Cyndi redid my makeup. When she was done I noticed that all of the other girls had gotten ready to go and made us a candle light dinner.Cyndi took me by the hand and led me to the door before they left to see them out. It was then that I began my new life. Cyndi began to instruct me as to how to act around women. "You are a. As I was a bit rough with you how about I let you fuck me first, “Wow OMG yes”.I slipped my tights slightly down, making sure Peter could enter me, and done the same with Peter’s tights, I laid on my back my legs open for him, his cock was almost bursting the veins were really prominent. OK rub your pre-cum around my hole, surprisingly there was quite a lot and reasonably creamy, Peter positioned himself between my nylon legs, lubed my hole with his pre-cum, I was ready to take his cock as far. As she made her way back to the galley, she glanced in my direction once again and smiled. I was now seated in an aisle seat and stretched out my hand with my empty coffee cup in it. “Would you like a refill?” she asked. “No thanks,” I politely replied. She took the Styrofoam cup from my hand and tossed it into a trash bin in the galley. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her cleaning up in the galley area. I reached over and lowered the shade on the window. She appeared next to me,.