It was translucent, and her nipples were scandalously visible pressed through the top. My Dad told me that at school, she’d probably wear something ...ess revealing. My sister also wore a plaid pleated micro-mini skirt. Mom had teased her hair and given her light blue mascara and thick lipstick. Taffy may not have wanted to be a whore, but she looked like she might actually be one.Tiffany was no more. Now we were all calling her Taffy, and the nickname was easy to adopt. It just seemed to fit my. Her blazing blue eyes stood out in contrast to the flushed color of her face. Her blonde locks haloed her head and her soft red lips parted as she looked back at me.The change of my perception of her caught my attention. Not the actual changes, because there were none, but the fact that I believed she looked better.Looking at Professor Belton, I felt my desire growing. Not only that need for sensual flesh, but the swell of my cock down my pants leg. I didn't know why, but I was very aware of. Weena hadn't phoned Mary on Sunday; Mary'd phoned her before noon. Rob had bitten the bullet. They'd be arriving on Friday to "shop for a ring." Weena was excited — at 30 she was acquiring a mother. "We're ring central," I remarked. "Charlie and Maddy, Evans and Willy, now Rob and Mary." Charlie bought Maddy the ring in Alice." Yes. But we took him to the shop."I got to the conference room by 11:30. There was no one else there. For a moment I wondered whether the Billiton VP would be last,. "I didn't get your cherry," he smirked. "Derek tells me your Daddy got first crack at that tight slit. But I was right about you, wasn't I? And I don't have to date you, just fuck you." They shoved me over to the weight bench, yanking my tits as they went, and the black guy, Gary, straddled it, his enormous shining black dick pointing straight up. He waved it in his hand. "Ever had any black meat, bitch?" he asked. "Your brother says you're not a bad little cocksucker. Now prove it." I started.