No one had called him by his real name in over fifteen years. To everyone who knew his true name, he was dead, lost in an operation deep in a godforsa...en Columbian jungle. Now, for the time being, he was Max the Enforcer. From experience, he knew that if one looked the part and spoke the part, no one questioned who you really were. The CIA trained him to run black ops. Because of this, he preferred to be faceless, efficient and deadly. But his current position required people to know and fear. You never know.” I replied as I walked into the living room.Kayla put her phone down and stared at me.“Really?” She gasped.Sometimes I forgot how gullible she was.“Don’t worry, vampire hunters don’t typically knock or announce themselves.” I replied.“Oh, OK. That’s good.” She sighed.“They just kick in the door and kill everyone.” I grinned.Kayla’s mouth dropped open again.She wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed.“So, how was your day?”“Boring. Like usual. I watched all of the Kardashians,. 'Please see how much I need it! Please have mercy on me... ' she thought and then yelled into Monique's ass once again. "Miiieee-mummphhh-mammafffsss-usss!!!" Play with my pussy bitch. Make me cum, spoil me, my little ass licker!" Monique demanded. The black girl didn't consider herself a lesbian, but the power she felt from subjugating her rich prissy roommate had her practically cumming already. She purred like a cat and languidly spread her legs, so that Laura's baby-soft fingers could. I liked being pretty, but I'm aboy. I shouldn't be doing this. It must be wrong." I know," Tanya said. "I shouldn't have suggested this. I could get introuble." It's fun being girlfriends," Donald said.*****Tanya and Donald were unable to play dress-up again; there was alwaysthe expectation that others in the Campbell household would discoverthem. Both were horrified by that prospect, because Tanya knew thatshe'd be accused of corrupting the boy and that Donald felt he'd beforever shamed.