Enjoy! ,) *Ive decided this is going to be the first in a series about this character. I will gladly take any suggestions, feel free to PM me through ...he Forum section to give me any possible scenarios for Charlie* My name is Charlotte Martinez, but I go by Charlie. Im 17 years old and I have a best friend named Alison Johnson. Her and I go together like peanut butter and jelly, but physically, were polar opposites. Shes petite, 54, with small A-cup breasts to go along with her size, a tiny. We shopped and after knowing my spending capacity she asked from where I earn so much. I acted like its usual stuff. I learnt that she was frustrated of her forceful marriage as she was dependent on her father. She asked whether she can learn how I trade I said I will teach you what will I get she said whatever you want. Then for few days I avoided her just to make her feel that she wants to meet not me.One fine day I went to her place when her parents were not around only his old servant was. Now in its seventy-eighth year, the brigade started as a way for the nobility to show that no citizen of the Republic, not even noble women, can ignore their duty of military in service.In practice, however, the Isle of Lions is a resort. A female-exclusive resort, but a resort. The women train and work here four days a week, and then boats and ferries pick most of them up so they can spend the weekends in luxury in the greatest cities in the Republic.There are eighty-five women on the isle. "Fuck me Michele; that's the longest you've ever shut up for, for aslong as I've known you," Rod chided her.Michele kicked his shin under the table."Ow!" Rod whined."Oh shut up! Oh my god here comes Carlotta" Michele gushed and beckonedthe star of the show over.Carlotta pulled up a chair and Michele was amazed at how stunning andconfident the beautiful transsexual was. She looked a little likeMarilyn Munroe up close. Carlotta spoke with a feminine but smoky voiceand she introduced herself.