It's brilliant."I thought about how we do that. I'd have to try to find the transvestiteor something. I could never dress like that.It was Friday nigh.... I got over to Janet's. She said, "Hi Brad," as sheopened the door to me."Brad? I'm not called Brad," I said. "Are you seeing someone?" I asked."No, of course not darling. Magenta it is then," she replied. I assumedshe had been taking something and put it to the back of my mind. At thisstage I had only seen the film once and couldn't remember. I fed on the emotion, even though I would never admit it even to myself. Well at least I wouldn't have before.I was beginning to feel that heat build slightly, when there was a ringing of the front door bell. "What the fuck?" I asked. If Reggie had been anyone else I might have worried that his passion would dissipate while I checked out the ringing bell. Since Reggie was a young guy, all hot and bothered, and he was a cop, I didn't think seeing me head to the door with my Derringer in hand. My toy and started to stroke it again , She lip locked again and rolled over me and this time straight to my cock and started to stroke it with her mouth once she felt it was wet and ready she positioned herself over me and guide it into her hot and wet cunt.She must have really Horney for a long time as her cunt without much manipulation gently allowed me in it went and I about 2 inches and then it was tight again ,she grunted and push a Little harder and it went 3 more inches in she grimaced. After all, what else could she do?Fortunately for her, she spotted us and ran toward us at the full speed of the little motor. We knew the rest of the story. Her name was Vivian Waters and the man was John French. Well, things were kind of crowded, but we had to make room for them.We discussed the problem for a few minutes and Hank suggested that we stop at the next marina and construct a small barge that one of the houseboats could tow. Vivian and John could live on the barge until we could.