So, after a few minutes of palming myself just a bit, I decided to roll out of bed and jump in the shower. A little soap, some warm water, and the cri...p memory of the woman I had met for drinks last night helped me along.She had been very attractive, in a middle-aged sort of way. But, as with most of the women I seemed to be finding lately, there was that subtle hint of desperation. She seemed to be trying too hard all night. A little too much makeup, the skirt a little too short, the shirt a. We all sat in the chairs and passed around a few Js. Laura told her story. She had at first bought for her circle of friends, and her boyfriend. It had just been weed at first, and then they wanted to try harder drugs. Being the girl with connections mad her the most popular girl in their clique. Weed, then coke, then acid, then shrooms, then some pills. A couple of her friends sounded like full on cokeheads. Their boyfriends apparently went through Viagra like it was pez. At first it was,. I dreamt about that lingerie for years.My trips changed when I went to college and came to Aunt Sophie forshorter times but slightly more often. I still spent time cross dressingusing her summer house to change in. My dressing had changed as I grewolder and now included stockings and sexier clothes and I hid a selectionin the summer house to save having to bring it each time.In all my years going to my Aunts I was never caught and I don't thinkshe had any hint of what I did. I was always very. ”“Since your white daddy hates you, does that mean you live alone with your mother?”Daisy winced when he said that her white daddy hates her but it was true. She nodded.“Does your mother have a tight curfew on you. Can you go out when you want to?”“My mom is not usually around too much. She’s usually out with a new boyfriend. But she doesn’t give me much allowance to spend so I don’t go out that much.”“What a poor lonely little girl” thought Tyrone. “This is perfect.”“Daisy, do you own any sex.