Her most recent ‘Mr. Wonderful’ turned out to be a scumbag. What I’d call, if he were a woman, a ‘gold-digger’.”“You know men can do tha..., too!”“Obviously!”“No urge for a ‘pity fuck’?” Kara giggled.“No. And please don’t ask about that again. I know you’re teasing, but this has to be purely platonic. She did ask for a candid assessment about 1:00am.”“And?” Jessica asked.“I gave her one. I’m not sure how she took it, but I told her what I saw, at least from the time I’ve talked to her, the good. He growled and stood, cradling her so her legs wrapped around his waist. She squealed as he stepped carefully out the tub and headed for the bedroom. Good thing they could lie in tomorrow because they were going to be up all night. * The door opened at four o’clock the next evening, signalling Dan’s return after a secret day out. He’d left after their Saturday brunch to ‘run some errands’ with a mischievous smile on his face which had Sarah wondering. However, she had some essay marking to do. Before I could even say ‘fuck me' he had placed his index finger on his lips to silence me. I was more than horny and although he was in his forties, and I'd known him for years, I was in severe need for cock. I smiled at him and sat on the floor and spread my legs wide. My cunt was glistening in expectation of the pleasures to come and Smithy was as hard as a rock. I undid the bow at the top of my nightie and let my perky little breasts out. Smithy undid his shirt and stood up to pull his. Mom saw me for the first time and commented on how pretty I looked. She had never seen me dressed to this extent, it was a well-kept secret, but now, she wasn't surprised... Mrs. Pearson had gotten to her also. I stayed home all weekend and openly lounged around the house in my sister's skirts and dresses. Ann and Mom loved my new look and went out of their way to treat me like a real girl. Dad stayed neutral, but was glad I was making the best of an awkward situation. Oh yes, I agreed with.