"What's wrong?" Do... do you want to experiment with her?" I asked, searching her eyesfor a clue.She gave me a funny look, eyebrow raised. Then she bu...st out laughing."Is that what's worrying you? That she'll steal me away?" she asked,doing her best to contain her amusement."No... I don't know... I... I guess I'm just... worried that..." Istammered."That what?" ... that you might like women better and might not want me anymore..."I said in a rush."Why would you think that?" she asked, quieter. And there are a few toys for you to have fun with over on thetable" as she winked again and left the room. I strolled over to thetable walking effortlessly in the heels like I had been doing since I wasfive years old. I found a fat purple dildo, shoved my thong panties tothe side turned it on and shoved it in my sopping wet pussy. I slowlytoyed with it massaging my clit as I slowly corkscrewed it in me and Iwas moaning much like Tara was earlier on...beginning to embrace my trueinner slut. . Then he whispered in my ear, "Robbie, the girls and Iare gong to have a private party at my house. I let them store theirwardrobes there, so you can probably find lots of things you'd like towear. Would you like that?" I looked up into his eyes and nodded.I followed them to a big mansion in LaDue. Inside, there was a big livingroom with many couches. Paul looked at the girls and said, "Robbie wantsyou to dress him up sexy girls." The girls laughed and dragged me into alarge dressing room.. As a junior, Jo Ann looked forward to her senior year, now that she had made the cheerleading squad. She felt it was her ticket to normalcy, if not outright popularity.But her mom also forbade her from trimming "down there" too, although Jo Ann just had to, because she was way too 'bushy', let's say.Catholic or not, poor Jo Ann succumbed to her innermost needs, but unlike Indiana Jones, she didn't choose very wisely, losing her virginity to some slob football player.She dated sporadically, and.