We have both been living hand to mouth on the borders of society, teetering ever closer to living a life of crime.The last push came when our landlord...showed up at our dilapidated old rental house on Friday and told us the cops were coming on the following Friday morning to kick us out of our sleazy, low rent home. In one week we were going to be homeless.To be honest, it wasn't going to be a huge step down. The house we were living in was just about big enough to turn around in. It stank. The. Janet countered "Then I'll use Fuck Me Fusha for hernails" More laughs and then back to work.The hour was almost up when Trish said "ready to look?" With that she spun thechair around and I got a shock! What I saw was not a man. It was also not awoman. It was a man trying very hard to look like a cheap hooker! It was thehair that said it best. Now I understood why no wig. My own hair was a bitshort, and even done up in a very feminine style, it was still had a boyish cut.With all the fluff,. I would slowly stroke Jenny’s body and gently touch her and make her feel good. I wanted to see her cum and arch her back and lift her ass up off the blanket on the ground and humped and humped and humped on my fingers. I would keep stroking her pussy until she fell back to the towel again as I held the camera in my other hand.Now when Jenny came over to the office she always rushed to me and would kiss me and kiss me. When I held her she would tell me she loved me and loved my touch. She would. Now the school numbered 200 students, with each class being larger than the one ahead of it. The youngest class — the first grade — had twenty-five pupils in it.They had decided to have the entire school attend the graduation ceremony. In addition, there were over 200 Black Doves who wished to attend. The president of the group, Mary Crimmins, even asked permission to give a speech and make a presentation to Casey Jackson and Kirsty Callaway. Finally, there were all of the relatives and friends.