. me!!! I tried not to lose my mind, but there she was, in her pajamas, long flannel pants, bare feet, and an button down top, opened about half way d...wn her chest, showing tons of cleavage, which she had to show. Her hair was ruffled, but she looked adorable. And she had just flirted with me? Oh I was in heaven. But I had brought a surprise... "Here," I offered her what I had behind my back. It was a dozen long stem roses, all red, all beautiful. It had cost me the rest of the money I had for. And there were other onlookers taking note. I would receive aquick thumbs up or down, which determined which pile it went into.I was exhausted."Your mom said she wants to see you leave the store dressed in yourfirst tween outfit. So, let's decide." What do you have in mind?" In mind! I don't want anyone to know I'm a boy." Ok then, you have several options.A plain school dresses. Nothing fancy to draw attention.Or a cute shoulder-less jumper.Or, how about a sexy cute top and shorts outfit?Hmm,. Fifteen minutes?! I thought. How can I concentrate with this boner? I said to myself.I studied. She came back exactly after fifteen minutes. Wearing a tight button up shirt, under neath it was a red handkerchief that served as a bra, she also wore leggings, her panties lacing pops out a bit, knee high socks, and a neck tie. Oh, and glasses. So that was seven clothes on her, and I have ten words. Seven is a passing number in quizzes with ten items in my class so it was her new way of "helping me. Karen responded the same way, and Laura recognized the moments when the black girl began begging for harder treatment, begging to be bitten, or hand-raped. The difficult part was that these things excited both of them wildly, and each one could hardly refuse when the other asked, even begged for it.Laura knew what was happening but couldn't stop herself. Karen was lying face down on the bed, with Laura sitting on the backs of her legs, massaging her long, sinuous, naked back and velvety black.