She was wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans. Something a normal person would wear on the train. She certainly looked young, maybe my age (20). I then loo...ed past her at the window and noticed my reflection was looking back. I saw her head turn slightly towards my reflection. I quickly turned away, looking towards the ground, and felt my face grow hot. "Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it." I cursed myself. I almost felt her head looking my direction. I looked out the corner of my eye and saw her. The thought was playing on my mind allafternoon, and was making me really uncomfortable, thinking about it.Should I say something or not? What would Joanne think of me if I said Iwanted to try it? I decided it would be best if I said nothing more aboutit.I went home for tea, still thinking about that dress and how I would lookwearing it. What did this mean about me? I'd seen men on TV wearingwomen's clothing, but they we're comedians (some of my favourite ones atthat) playing a part to make. The first big spurt hit Candy mouth. The second her chin. The third and fourth on her neck and breast. Crystal began to jerk my cock onto her sister face. Candy opened her small mouth. She kept taking each big spurt in her mouth. Both girls then licked my cock clean. They started to kiss. I watched there sperm coated tongues circle each other.They broke there kiss. "You might have fucked her nice, but your going to fuck me nasty. Now get over big horse cock." said Crystal. She pointed to the. And I greet every man I meet with a deep tongue kiss, and that is not pleasant for poor Miguel either. But he understands that I have to be me. If he doesn’t understand this, I have a nice frat paddle that makes his butt so cherry red that he’ll understand anything I tell him, dig?He gets such cruel pleasure out of watching his customers beg and plead for credit, or sometimes when he’ll actually take their money and then screw them over with bad dope. So I do the same to him! I’ll tell him that.