I mean, the way my luck was going she would be licking my balls the first night she was here. I could dream anyway. No such luck. Livy was friendly en...ugh. But I got no vibes that she was interested in me in that way, you know? Oh well, I still had my hand and my memories of Polly and Livy's mom, Jen. They would carry me through. Livy was staying for a week. For three days I hardly saw her. She spent most of the days over with Gram and Gramps. She was even sweetly cooking dinner for them. Marge. Jack and Mary were sipping their coffee and smoking cigarettes. I started cleaning up the kitchen. I wanted a cigarette too, but was afraid to ask for one. I knew the consequences of displeasing them were severe. When the kitchen was cleaned up, I went down to move the first load of wash into the drier and put the second load in the washer. Going up and down stairs was tricky in my heels. Being Carla was very difficult and demeaning to me. Mary now had a maid and Jack had made me into. " "Afterthat, just about every girl in the dance class just had to havemonograms sewn into their intimates." After the dance class I'd sewneach girl's name into her leotard and on the waistband of their tights,I'm sure mother will have me sewing all the girls leotards from now on." She even mentioned my going into business with the dance store to sewnames on leotards before the girls pick them up from the store."Ms. Johnson had me stand as she picked up the lime green leotard andtutu off her. He laughed, saying I was even a better cocksucker than my wife…When he was finally done, I had to thank him for letting me suck his Arab cock.One evening, Wallz came early. We all went to the kitchen and shared some red wine. All of a sudden, Ana pulled her tiny thong aside and ordered me to get ready her pussy for her Arab lover…I knelt between her spread thighs and started sucking her wet cunt, until she pushed me away. Ana then took Wallz’s hand and led him upstairs to our marital.