"It's not what you think! It's my sister's." I didn't believe a word he said as I flipped through the pages. The magazine was older and had obvious...y been flipped through numerous times. "You don't have to lie to me bud, your secret is safe with me," I said. Little did he know I had my own secrets to hide. I had been crossdressing for about five years almost daily, even shaving my legs during the summer so I could wear a bikini or one piece at the beach. I was kind of tall (almost five. I looked down at her and made eye contact again. She watched me as she pleasured my body. I was able to reach my front door to lock the deadbolt as she continued with her new found lovers member. After what seemed like heaven for several minutes, she released her hold and stood up infront of me. “Don’t stop.” She said me. “Don’t stop no matter what you hear me say. Don’t stop.” I replied in a curious “Okay..” And with that Pam turns away from me and lifts her typical pentacostal jean skirt up. I watched the coin fall and it came up heads, looks like Roy won me firstand Jesse was with Jamie. I wondered how long I would be with Roy untilthey decided to swap. They both were hot, damn I was even thinking like aslut. Found myself wondering how big their cocks were, and realized I waseven thinking like a cum slut now.Roy grabbed me and cupped my ass cheeks right in front of the table and thesmall crowd that had gathered since we went into the dressing room. Myarms automatically went. ‘Why? Do you want me to take your photo?’ ‘Well, um… no… I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sorry, that was horribly forward of me to suggest…’ ‘Amy, don’t apologize. Tell me what you have in mind.’ Amy sighed, ‘Okay, well, I have this blog and I need some photos of myself running. This sounds horribly vain, and I’m… oh, I almost apologized again, sorry, I mean I’m not sorry! Jeez!… Anyway, the blog is meant to inspire young women to run and it is called ‘Runner Girl’. I’d love to get some.