Humiliating meand providing delicious baked goods."Lexi raises an eyebrow. "Humiliating huh? What's so humiliating? I do itevery day."He nods. "True, ...ut you are also a girl."She just shaker her head. "Gender is performative. Just show a littleconfidence and nobody will give a shit. ." I will try to remember that as I am being accused of being gay allday," Deekan says, with a dash of scorn but mostly resignation."Because there's nothing gay about spending all day around men,constantly. She’s from back in the mountains, in North Carolina, for pity’s sake. She’s only hit it big in the last three or four months. She probably hasn’t even broken in her new shoes yet. She’ll be happy.”Misty Compton was not happy.The airline had lost her suitcase. Every stitch of clothing she had for the trip, except what she was wearing, was in that suitcase. Her three performance outfits, two pairs of jeans, and three T shirts were in that suitcase, along with her toothbrush and all her fancy new. He rolled over on the ground where he had been lying for most of the afternoon, groaned as a splitting pain shot through his body, held his head in his hands and began cursing in a steady vindictive flow of Yrrlian cuss words. I think I should explain that Fred was not his real name, he was not human and he had just experienced his first bestial sexual encounter. The beast in question was about twenty-three, stood at approximately 5' 4", had large, firm breasts guaranteed to give any man a wet. It shot and shot, for what seemed like must have been a gallon, spread over a period of five minutes. During the eruption, he heard his granddaughter groan with pleasure, five times. He cleaned her again, but made two more visits to the luscious pussy twice more that night. *********************** “So,” Kathy said as she washed her legs, “he told me the next morning that Sarah and Dana had brought me to his.