I looked at her again, at her chestnut coloured hair that cascaded down onto the shoulders of her fawn jacket. I looked downwards and caught a glimpse...of the pretty flowery skirt that I knew covered black lace stocking tops and thong black knickers.Julia was a goer, and I was lucky to have her, so I was told. She was also affectionate, and as we stood there she kissed me on the cheek and said, "Come on, it's time for coffee."For a while the real world returned and my plans slipped out of my. I had played with my ass before, even gone so far as to buy a dildo to fuck myself while I jerked off, it was about his size, so I figured I could take it. I took his very wet cock, from all the saliva and pre-cum, and before he could fully realize what I was going to do, I slid up him a little, then quickly shoved his hard cock into my ass. It burned! at first at least, the feeling of it splitting me open was very painful, and I sat there, his shaft all the way inside me, his balls against my. Oh yeah, Jamie sure does enjoy drinking whiskey because it was strong, something that was meant for men. By her being so manly, she was able to take it. Jamie drunk just about anything, as long as it tasted good to her. Whenever boys judged her as a girl, she was willing to show them just how manly she was. She often did things that only a man would do. just to show them she wasn't an ordinary girl. Of course, once she did, they would immediately assume that she was a boy trapped in a girls. There’s always someone who can help you for a few dollars. I’m just thinking about how I’m going to get home. I can’t ride this way.”“Where do you live?” she inquired, watching as I bent over to pick up my bike.“Midtown,” I answered. “Near the old millworks.”“I live in the east end,” she said, “and I drove here with Mitzi. I think there’s enough room in my SUV for your bike and for Mitzi.”Mitzi, I found out, was the dog, and not some unseen friend.“Really, it isn’t any trouble for me, and it’s.