Jeremy was a tried and true self made man, a real boot strapper, the embodiment of the American dream. He’d quit high school in the tenth grade, joi...ed the army, served a tour in Vietnam, gotten wounded, and earned a Bronze Star. He came out, and found her. She remembered not liking him at first, he was a brash young man with big dreams, she was a good Catholic girl, the product of parochial schools with their starched school uniforms and soft spoken tough minded nuns. Jeremy hadn’t been much. ..which went fairly well, though most of the ladies that wanted to chat only wanted to do so on their cam site, which was way too costly for a poor man such as myself. Then I found a friend, a very nice lady that lived in Texas. From her photos, and the text we shared, we developed a quick bond with each other, one of pleasures untold, and friendship budding into more. this is the story of the MORE. As Katy and I chatted, though not as often as I would have liked, we gotaquainted, and. Look at me.” I glanced down at the pink dress I wore. “Everything I own is so girly. And Melody... She's so grown up.”“And I love that you're so girly.” He smiled. “You're my little sister, Princess. I want that. I like that. I like it when you hold my hand and call me big brother in that cute voice.”I blushed, squirming at the heat in his eyes. “Big brother...” “I love your petite body and girlish voice and your pigtails.” He seized one, twining it about his finger. “I love your pigtails. And. I was shocked by his response when I asked him how they were managing. He told me a tale that seemed almost unthinkable. He and his wife had agreed to hire her to a social club located in a city near us. They attended the club once a month, at which times she was required to participate in what he described as group sex activities. She received $2,000.00 for each ?performance?. This money had saved them financially.My head was spinning as I absorbed this information. Like my wife his spouse was.