Julia practically danced with excitement as she picked out a few of her father's hottest outfits.It was going to be a good night.Two weeks later"Don't...be such a snivelling little twat, Sylvia," Trisha growled into the phone at her mother-in-law. "I said I'd take you shopping for new clothes, you stupid cunt, and I will. Yes, goddamnit, we can go to Hot Topic, Rue 21, wherever the fuck you want."Trisha smiled, and rubbed her pussy at the thought of her new lover prancing around, a 60-year old. Striding to that spot, she looks over her unfertilized spawn, a thousand year old instinct effecting her thoughts, making her aware of the need to give them their finishing coat, the need to find a male to finish the cycle...Their truck bouncing along the worn country road; Will, Allison and Marcus drive toward the site for their post graduation camping trip. An odd trio, the three have been friends since grade school. Will being the heart of the group, always keeping the friendships strong.. There’ll be ready next Tuesday!”I remember Mavis, still in her little white bikini, her red hair plastered to her lovely head. I remember when she burst into my little dressing room. Usually she changed separately, sharing a much bigger room with dancers and backing singers. Oh boy, she was red-faced with anger. My Lord, she looked lovely, though. Her fists were clenched by her side as if she knew if she lifted them she’d use them to punch me left, right, left until her strength gave out. And I. From this position, I could see her tits bouncing. She dragged me down again though after a minute or two as she began to tense. She looked right into my eyes with an intensity that quite frankly, shocked me.“Mmm… fuck yes, do it. Give it to me!” She moaned, then looked at her boyfriend. “This is how it’s done, you shitty little queer! Fuck… yet again, you’re gonna see me cum and it’s not because of you! You will never make me cum you limp-dicked faggot!”Her tirade of abuse only served to make.