She and Lani were at the airport, waiting for the team plane to arrive. "Don’t be silly," said Lani as she sipped at a hot chocolate. "Groupies woul... wear far less clothing than we have on." Dee snorted, then got nervous again. "I know this was my idea, but maybe we should go." Dee looked around the waiting area. There were a few other people, but it was pretty deserted. "I don't want to seem…oh, I don't know." Dee bit her lip. "I'm feeling really stupid about now." Lani had to admit she was. My mistake was when I tried to defend our daughter Jennifer. Daughter, not son? That's right. Reaching puberty, little John felt more female than male and at the age of 18 decided to become Jennifer. When Jennifer presented herself, with her long black hair, tiny skirt and stockings, all dolled up like a cute tiny teen, I took her in my arms and told her that I was supporting her. I felt her loose her tension in my arms and that's when I realised how scared she was of hour reaction. My wife. Kyle was never one for being serious unless it come to our relationship anyway my phone began to ring and i asnwered it "leon im so sorry to tell you this but kyle has been cheatting on you" my best friend said i was angry i though my phone at the wall where it smashed. i ran out of my room picking up my car keys as i was decending down the stairs then opened my front door then unlocked my porshe 911. i started speeding to kyles house going about 60 mph im a 40mph zone when i got to kyle's i. Most times I would just come here to prop myself up on one of the benches that ran the length of the walls in the room set aside for dancing and watch the parade of people. As I stepped out on the floor, I realized that tonight must be my night to be the entertainment since the dance floor was nearly deserted. As I was in rare form and horny as hell, I really didn’t mind too much. As song with a slow, heady beat began to throb to life, pulsing from the speakers, my eyes wandered over the masses.