About 10 pm on the Friday night, there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, one of my sister's boyfriends, Paul, was standing at the door. He was...a senior and very cute. Preppy guy about 5'10" and 185 lbs. I believe he played wide receiver for the football team. He asked if he could come in.He came inside and offered me a beer and we began chatting. Paul finally asked, "So is it really true you like dressing like a girl, or was that just a one-time deal?" I don't know why, but I admitted I. Finally a biology teacher took me under his wing and I fell in love with school. He got married, left teaching, and moved to Europe with a new job and a fat paycheck. I’d lost track of him but I started doing well in all my courses. I still didn’t get along with my foster families, a kid with lupus will put a strain on any family. Still, I hadn’t understood the consequences until I was kicked out of the system. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself and was close to tears when the waitress. You're just now getting your figure back from being pregnant." "Well, there is that" Em laughed again.Just then there was a loud pop and the car shuddered. Brooke pulled to the side of the road and the girls got out to discover both right side tires were shredded. "Shit. What do we do now" Brooke moaned. "There's nothing for miles. So much for saving time with the shortcut." "I'll call for help" Em replied, pulling out her cell phone. Her cheery demeanor changed when she saw the "no service". She went over to each of the lads in turn and kissed them heavily; in between each kiss she again inserted her finger into her fanny and licked it ensuring for each kiss she gave them they were tasting her own cunt juice from her mouth. She then knelt on the floor and gestured for each one of them to stand in front of her in turn and she took each cock in her mouth and gave it a long hard suck. With each different cock in her mouth she looked at me and licked her tongue up and down each shaft.