“Remember when we all used to sit there on the beach when it was windy and we’d all sit close and the men would make a little fire? And your Dad w...uld always make that joke about rubbing two boy scouts together to make fire.”He was a bit of a card, my Dad, always flirting with the ladies“I’ve got one match left,” Joan whispered. “What are we going to do when that’s gone?”“We’ll have to think of some things we can rub together,” I said, still nervous but gaining in confidence. Joan rubbed my arm. .."Miranda felt Misty's hand tighten up one own as the applause died and the contest spokesman came back on stage and thanked the previous contestant. "Alright, our next contestant hails from Lavender Town," announced the old man from the signup booth, who turned out to be the festival coordinator, reading off the small cue card he held in his hand, "Her name is Miranda, and her poem is entitled, 'Shattered Temptations'. M'Lady?"The courier looked up at the man and met his all to knowing smile.. You see at that point I could pass in public as a girl so therewas no more reason to 'dress up' for Halloween. It was even safe to godrinking when I was enfemme. It must have been destiny that my parentsgave me a gender natural name like Taylor so that Sean never had toremember a different name depending on how I was dressed.When Sean got married I was his best man. Only he and I knew that I waswearing stockings, panties, and a garter belt under my tux. I felt alittle bad though as I wanted. More than enough time to give him his present, Phoebe thought. This time he was in the shower and she walked in. “Wanna clean my asshole before you fuck it?” she asked nonchalantly. Billy almost slipped and fell. “You’re k**ding, right?” he gulped. “No, I’m giving you your present” she said with a smile. She turned around and bent over and spread her ass cheeks. Billy lathered up her whole ass and started to finger her asshole with his middle finger. “Get it nice and clean baby,” she said. Then.