I had changed into my jogging shorts, t, and running shoes. The shorts are kind of silky and because I don't wear a jock, my dick is pretty obvious if...you look. I had left the house to begin my run and realized I had forgotten my key. So, I returned to the house and went upstairs to retrieve my key.I entered the bedroom to find Ann, still in her short nightgown, standing beside the bed. Kay emerged from the dressing area just as I walked into the room. All she wore was a lacey bra and lacey. In gym the guys would tease me but it was the way life was. At home it seemed right wearing panties, slips and a skirt or dress. I never understood it but this is how I was raised. Hand me down dresses and blouses was what I always wore. School was horrible and the guys fought me all the time. I had to defend myself all the time. Then one day I stopped school and my s****rs taught me at home. I finally graduated from high school. I dated here and there but I was always attracted to guys. One. All through school I did not date because I was shy and a bit overweight. I was also self- conscious about my cock size. It was small. About 4 inches to be exact. I considered myself to be mostly straight but I also was curious about being bi. I had just graduated from high school and was about to start my summer vacation before the semester at the local community college was about to start. I still being a virgin (except for using my right hand) was horny all the time. I would jerk off day and. Each soft slow breath seems to take ages. I wish his face would move into my view just a bit. Just so I could see him. Soon he’s got my intimate fabric sliding down my thighs as he pulls and shifts them further down. I can only wonder ‘Why? Why is he taking my panties?’ Soon the heaviness in my lids takes over and I feel myself unable to fight it as the pounding within my head sings me to sleep.I slowly open my eyes, staring out straight ahead of me. I see the shadows beneath the door of people.