The devil lives next door, drives a Scion, and goes to college.Two years ago we moved in. A nice little suburban home, two tone vinyl siding, two stor...es, with a two car garage. My wife, the outgoing one, quickly started making friends, in particular the nice woman next door, Lou Anne Moore. Mrs. Lou Anne claims to have a husband who lives up north, temporarily, at his high paying job while she stays here in their future retirement home, working part time jobs, and taking care of the place. She. But..."You're a bit older than me. About 3 years but you don't look like 30 at all." I said. "Its a compliment," I assured her as I watched her eyes saddens. Breaks my heart. I guess she is sensitive about that topic. She regained her composure, and removed her reflective neon jacket, and hangs it on the passenger seat and uses it as a cover. Underneath that large jacket is a snow white sweater, and I watched her remove it over the top of her head, underneathe it is a white fluffy bathrobe.I am. "Why are you …. doing … ?" "We have to get your breasts swollen and firm for the correct size brasserie, dear" Jordan put her hand between Deborah's legs inserting two fingers in her wet cunt, thrusting them in and out. I could hear how sopping wet she was. Deborah moved her legs further apart giving better access. I was enjoying the show. "Arms above your head" Deborah did as instructed. Jordan being a good foot taller threaded the hands through the holes letting the flimsy garment fall on. "Cool. Meet at my place?"Charlie hesitated for a moment, thinking of what he was about to dobefore replying. He only wanted to thank Prue, not engage in socialinteraction, yet, he felt she deserved someone to connect with on anemotional level because she seemed to be a very lonely person. However,the greater part of him wished to abandon everything that was relatedto his troublesome cross-dressing. Once again, he felt torn between twofactions of himself."Sure, see you then!" he responded.The.