I said, "I might as well start looking after you now, so when were out, I'll remember."He chuckled, "Sherry, I think this is going to work out fine."A...ter I told Cliff I'd taken the new job offer, things at home seemed to be getting worse, Cliff sat and looked out the window all day and watched TV all night. On weekends, I could hardly wait for them to to end so I could go back to work.It was three weeks later when I was called into Mr Mullins office and told we would be leaving the next. What names to use? How about Mike and Betty, that's our real names? Knowing Betty, she wouldn't mind.'Main Characters: Mike and Betty'I remember that one guy I talked to on IM, WobblyDonkey, does a good job of setting up his stories. He said it's best to keep an outline simple and fill in the gaps later.'It started when I first met Betty, how beautiful she was and is still.The courtship lasted six months. We filled those moments with sentimental memories of our first hand holding, kisses,. ByPenny Farthing.My feet were sore and my temper close to boiling over by the time Ireached the salon. The silly outfit I was wearing and the way peoplesniggered or abused me on my journey meant I was exhausted when I wentthrough the door."The sissy's here again," said the receptionist in her little girlvoice, but to me it sounded like the roar of a lion about to eat me.The salon owner sidled up to me, "Well hello, Robin, don't you lookdifferent. I'm glad to see we helped you come out of the. After lunch, I called out to Clay as I spread my legs, inviting him inside. Instead, he invited me to join him in the water and he entered me there. His long thin cock, so different from Jerry’s, filled me. He was a slow fuck, so different from Jerry’s vigorous and long-lasting style. We fucked in the shallows only a few feet from the where multiple groups of people floated past. He kissed my tits so much and nipped on the nipples that it was like he was also making love to my tits. It was.