" I've only seen a purple little boy with red stripes," I said. "Can he change colors?" Only on Mondays."Jason's giggles got louder and Doug dropped t... his knees and crawled toward him. He squealed and ran toward the table where his mother was sitting with Doug's sister and brother who were in kindergarten and second grade. We had been in third grade when Doug's father died from cancer. Three years later, his mom fell in love with Greg Nelson, one of four fifth grade teachers at our school.. Getting picked for the high school relay team had always been my dream… no that was a lie; my dream was to be run alongside her, not instead of her. As I pulled back my fist the door opened slightly revealing it had been left unlocked. I slammed it shut but it just bounced back even further on the rebound. In frustration I raised my hand to slam it again but froze as my eyes laid sight on what was inside. Double checking none of my teammates had returned from the track I reached in and pulled. "Sissy Slut Michelle," she said. "Don't move anddon't talk." There was no question that I would obey her command. Thatis, until she said, "Mister Michael, come back and play."What the fuck? Why was I sitting here in the strange kitchen wearinggirls' clothes? And dear God, did I just suck this bitch's cock? I wantedto throw up.The woman snapped her fingers and I immediately started concentrating onevery word she said.She laughed."Told you I could do it," she said and everything suddenly came. The very first time she had seen his eight inch cock was when she had caught him humping her pillow in the spare bedroom. He explained that the thing had her scent buried deep inside and he visualized that it was her pretty ass he was pounding from behind. Of course, that touched her in a way that was difficult to explain.All she knew was that for the next few hours they humped like jackrabbits under the covers, and she was saturated with his teen boy spunk in every corner of her beautiful.