Iaccepted that for the time being as i didn't want to disturb thestatus quo.I'm not shure why meeting up with a man like mr Pierce was so alluringto m.... It wasn't about actual sex , i just wanted to flirt a littleand to be lusted after by someone older who could apreciate me in therole of a delicate and vulnerable 1950's young miss. The danger that imay unwittingly find myself in a situation beyond my controll, madethe whole thing even more exciting. It was both scary and terriblyexciting. Fear. I, on the other hand either lookedat JC Penney catalogs and fantasized about wearing the pretty clothing,or isolated in my room, clad in my sister?s clothes staring at myreflection masturbating. It was during a late afternoon in August of last year of 1996 when Markand I were shooting pool at the clubhouse in our apartment complex. Wewere both dating but nothing serious as we both recently broke up withour girl friends. As men do, we were having a conversation about sex, andhow much we missed. ‘As soon as I finish this meal I am going to go jump in that water hole!’ Tom stated. ‘I must have twenty pounds of dust stuck to me. How could you stand it, Emerson?’ Cathy was equally vocal. ‘Maria, you take a bath when your hands get dirty. I can’t see how you could have ridden drag all these days. It must have been awful!’ Soon after finishing his meal, Tom walked to water’s edge, peeled off his shirt and boots and waded into the murky water and sat down. Soon he produced a bar of soap and. She slowly removed her robe and let it drop to the floor. Her stepped away from the robe letting Ariel absorb her naked body. Ariel looked at me and then at Jennie.I walked over to Jennie, grabbed her and kissed her. Then I grabbed Ariel, grabber her and kissed her. Then I shoved Ariel towards Jennie. Jennie, never shy, pulled Ariel towards her. Jennie wrapped her hands around Ariel and leaned in. Her lips fell on Ariel's lips. Jennie cupped Ariel's ass and squeezed.I watched as their kiss.