‘Then why did you, you know, have sex with him?’ she asked in an incredulous tone. I gave her the only answer I knew to be the truth. ‘I don�...t know.’ I said in a sincere voice. Amy sighed in a deep resounding way, a titanic sigh of disappointment and with atypical anger, read me the riot act about my less than responsible behavior. When she stopped, I apologized with a tear soaked voice and heard her sniffing back tears on the other end of the phone. My period wasn’t due for another two. .God, he wanted so bad to get her alone. He didn't care how, he didn't care where, but he needed to soon...He was planning it all out now, and the eroticism made the feelings in the tip of his cock sooo pleasurable. He was already thinking about taking her against the wall, or his bed, naked and sexy, wet and hot, gasping and crying out in pleasure. Seeing that hot little body writhing on his bedsheets as he drove her wild with his tongue in her sweet pussy, tasting her nectar... he moaned. She was stunning, she was about my height (I was 5'7"), curvaceous withan ample bosom (which I adored), blonde (but I don't think she was anatural one) and with blue eyes, a joy for my heart and my eyes, I wouldhave stared at her for hours from my bedroom's window: the fact is thatI was a closet crossdresser, and once alone I often dressed in my mom'sclothes imagining to be my blonde neighbour taking care of her garden orcleaning/cooking in her house (and she was almost always alone, I knewshe. The sight that greeted her startled her so much she almost lost her grip on the ladder. She'd been told the whole story by Angie's very upset mother and how Angie had left Joey in the tree house, wearing one of Susan's dresses and panties. But when she saw him now huddling in a corner it still took her breath away. There he was huddled down in a corner, his knees pulled up to his chest, head buried on his knees and sobbing uncontrollably. "Look at me Joey! I said look at me! Now!" she.