It's not thatCindy's father didn't make good money, it was just that Cindy's mom spentmore than he made, so her little sideline, mainly me, allowed he... to livethe life she wanted to live.The next two weeks were very busy for Amanda. We had two photo shoots,one for Lush and the other for a clothing line. Both were fun at first,but grew to be tedious by the end of the shoot. The clothing line wantedto shoot over two days so Mom and I stayed in the City so we wouldn'thave to drive back and forth. When I stopped, I'd camp and practice my guitar, work on my journal, and write my emails to Lauren, Kim, Crystal, Ellen, and Anna detailing the sexual romps in Reno and Sedona. I sent a long email to Tama too, letting her know how things had worked out with Kenesis, and especially telling her how much I enjoyed our precious time together in Sedona. I'd stop in some small town, find a Wi-Fi hotspot and send the emails when I took a break.As I got closer to San Diego, my thoughts increasingly. It felt like he wasjust watching a video or something about another person. Like one ofthose crossdressers that he often watched at his favorite websites. Butthis was his dad. "So dad, um, those nylons you have on now. Where didyou get them?" John laughed slightly, "Well my boy, I hope you don't mindbut I borrowed your cute pink garter belt and a pair of your dark nylons.Oh, and your pastel blue hiphugger panties. And they feel heavenly." Pauljust looked at him and grinned. "No I don't mind.". It wasn't until she started to read about girl's lesbian feelings in women'smagazines that she started to think a little bit differently about it. Thereshe read about girls having fantasies about known celebrities. Some of themquite young, but also women much older than themselves. The most interesting thing, however, was the most boring part – formost people; the statistics. A lot of these articles pointed to results ofdifferent kinds of polls, and even a few scientific studies, where those.