?Would you help me buy a dress and some makeup?? I?d be glad to, butthere was still no turn-on. We shopped. I helped with sizes and colors.I insisted ...n stockings, not panty-hose. I helped him get 2-inch heels,not stilettos. I took him to Pierre for make-up advice. I made him getprofessional hair-help. In the end he was dressed to the nines, passableexcept for his Adams Apple, but still no turn-on for Annie. He thankedme politely and left. I never got his name.I went looking for someplace that. ?Women take longer to get ready for schoolthan men.? ?Mom, did you do this to me?? George asked as he walked across the room to his mirror and lookedat himself. ?Why? I was always a good boy.? ?You?ll make an even better girl.? His mother replied. ?The women in our family are witches andas long as you?re a girl you?ll inherit the family?s power in time. You?ve always been small,weak and more feminine than masculine. After all those Friday night anime you watch, I?m sureyou?ll be happier this. She was seventeen, but still. She didn't really have any friends, or anything to do all day, but think up stuff that would probably get her in trouble. I would have to stay home from work I guess.I reached for the phone on the bedside table, and dialed Alan's number. "Morning bud." I said."What the fuck's wrong with you? You sound like shit." I could tell he was in his car, probably on his way to work."The story is long and painful buddy, and I really don't want to get into it now." I let out a. Carl forced my mouth to his balls, and I sucked and licked them…I had them dripping with my spit. Then he lifted up his legs and pushed me down even further. This was different. I knew what this old Black man wanted. He wanted me to lick his asshole. And even if I didn't want to do it I was going to. I placed my tongue on it, and he started jerking my head back and forth, making me rim him. By now my cock was jutting out of my panties, and the drool was clear to the floor in a puddle. Carl.