She smiled when she saw that I was watching her. I smiled back at her, and then focused my attention on the way my thumb was massaging her clit.Missy'... eyes widened, and her breath was coming in short gasps as her upper teeth covered her lower lip. I inserted my middle finger as far as it would go. I heard another gasp as Missy let go of her dress and pulled me down with one hand while using the other hand to hold my finger inside her...I was concerned that my weight would impede her breathing,. ” I was smiling, as she laughed and told me, “Her little bitty titties grew so fast, and so huge, they ripped the buttons right off her blouse ... That’s not all either. We had to cut her little bra off her, it was cutting into her so deep ... THEN - we had to rip her panties off too, since they were cutting into her ... her ... pussy, and her ... butt crack... “Jerry, Whitney and I saw you put your hand on Jean’s knee, as Camille and your sister touched each other. When I saw you and them. Was her "dirt" file enough toknock me out of my Legacy?So, I did what any good American does. I got lawyers. Paid them a bundleto make me a loophole. The way they have spun it, the rules say I hadqualify, even if Rhonda does her worst. I work (for that bitch, true, but asteady job at that) and community relations is valuable, if not brainsurgery. Even if dressing is a little outr?, I could show lots of stuffthat I had done that proved my judgment was perfectly fine. But all of thatwas beside. I alwayshad to play the girl in our pretend games. This was the first time shehad demanded I actually dress as one though."What will our parents say if they catch us?" I was pleading for anescape from her demands. I so wanted to don that pretty dress but therepercussions held me back."Then they will know that I am truly the boy and you are the girl." Shesaid this through gritted teeth and I thought I could smell the venomexude through her very pores.We were both six and the same height and.