She had to steal a maid's uniform and key to get there in the first place, but she didn't think that the dead former maid would mind. She seemed tobe...enjoying herself in her laundry cart, folded up nicely, like one of he sheets that covered her. She enjoyed killing; it was even sexually arousing for her. But her peferred game were men. The bigger the better.The woman who used to wear the dress she was wearing now had managed to get a date from the captain by means of the Internet, and the. Platform red heels that made me look seven-inches taller.Ma kept it up. "Leon called you white trash! Now I ask you! Ithink the man is a bigot!"I grinned. "Ma, he's black, how can *he* be a bigot?" 'WhiteTrash' was sort of one of Leon's pet names for me. I'm AmericanIndian and Italian and mixed, I'm not exactly white. Most peoplearound here think I am Mexican."Black people can be bigoted!" Ma said loudly.I did my lips with the little brushes, four different colors ofred made them look. I knew at this rate I'd be blowing my load in seconds but she pre-empted that by standing up and pulling my shoes off then removing my slacks and boxers. Next, she stood back and slid her panties down her legs, kicking them off as they dropped around her feet, then reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. As got back onto the bed and straddled me, her breasts swayed from side to side and I reached up and stroked my hands over them, teasing her erect nipples. Now it was her turn to. The girl took turns with each of us, tempting us beyond reasonable doubt, making us so horny in the process I am sure we each used a box of Kleenex that night. But we didn’t see anything wrong with it, never considered her a slut, never lost respect for her either. But what she did was incomprehensible in our young although perverted minds.Not only did Tommy start out kissing her behind the tree as Billy and I watched from feet away as his hand crept further upwards until it was planted firmly.