Ahead of me I saw a smartly-clad transvestite in a sedate dress-suit,walking hand-in-hand with another TV, this one clad in a blonde wig,high heels an... a diaphanous black Nightie...."Ohhh, Leslie!" the Nightie-clad one whimpered. "Pleeese don't take meto the Spanking Booth!" S/he turned to the two women--obviouslysisters--walking behind them. "Vi! Cheryl! Pleeeese!" We warned you, Davina," the older woman said coldly. "And believe me,if you keep whining you'll get much worse! Now be a good. I gave him head first, bobbing quickly on his semi because he was too drunk to get it fully hard, but we managed. His body was still gorgeous, and he did me doggy style. Just like old times.I wanted to be taken over by him and the feeling of nostalgia, but as he stuck his cock in and started thrusting like a rabbit, I realized it was god awful.Was it always this bad? So fast and stabby and inconsiderate? Was he always so cold and unvocal? Just grunts and the occasion ‘fuck yeah’. No ‘tell daddy. To forgetwhat Janice had done to him. And me... I could never forget that I wasn't a girl. Me fucking the other guys was Biff's idea. After we'd "gonesteady" for about a month, he told me that he wanted me to startsleeping around with other boys at school. He thought it wouldprotect him in case we were ever found out... that too many otherguys would be compromised. I thought he was crazy. I complained,telling him that eventually necking and a blow job wouldn't beenough, and that I'd be. That reasoning lasted until I woke up on Thursday morning. I was super horny, lying in bed and I thought, why not? I texted Aiden "Hi Aiden, this is Dave, new guy at Masters Squad Training. Jim and Julie (Married Couple) gave me your number, thought you might be interested in hooking up."I know that was a little bold and I thought that if he doesn't appreciate the text then I might not be able to go to the swim training session ever again. But I was horny; really horny.Despite my erection,.