?About two hours after they got home and Teanna had left, Mike called Brad in. Kristie wanted to see him in her boudoir. Brad reluctantly went down ...he hall and knocked on the door. ?Come in,? a musical female voice said.Kristie was sitting at her makeup table touching up her eyeliner. She was wearing a low-slung sarong that accentuated her tiny flat waist and slender thighs, a tiny bikini top that left little to the imagination and her usual high heels. Her blond hair was piled high on. She used her staff as a launch point to brace herself while she lashed out with her feet. I avoided all but one of her first onslaught and knew I'd have a bruised rib for that one. The only thing that Whitney and I both knew was that we would not kill each other. But if she connected with one of those blows of her staff to my head, I might not wake up until tomorrow.Her defense of my staff—trying to keep me from getting to it—worked to my advantage. I wanted my staff, but I didn't need it. I. He…he said if I’d been more of a woman, he wouldn’t have been so frustrated all the time and he wouldn’t have had to find someone who…who was a real…a real woman.’ ‘Aunt Barb, you can’t let Uncle Dewey do that to you,’ Ben said. ‘He was just trying to justify what he’s doing. He’s the one who’s wrong, not you.’ ‘What…what if it’s true?’ Barbara stammered. ‘I…I’ve never really liked sex all that much. I mean, it’s not that I find it repulsive, or anything, but I…I guess I’ve always been able. She released her grip. Helped me to sit on the bed then held the panties out for me to step into them. That's right she purred, one leg, then the other. Slowly pulling them up saying "Here we go." Stopped right after the knee and was eye to eye with my cock at attention. She asked "What the fuck is this? Your getting excited by being put in panties?" I just looked down not having one clue what the fuck was happening. She asked, "Are you a sissy? Have you worn panties before?" I responded no..
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