“How could you? Aunt Debbie is the most loyal and loving woman in the world. How could you cheat on her like that?” Amber joined in.Brett looked d...wn at the ground and couldn’t find the courage to look the girls in the eye. “I don’t know how, or what happened.”“Looks to me like you just threw away your marriage and your family in exchange for a lay with a transvestite,” Stephanie countered.“Oh, please, please, please,” Brett desperately begged, “don’t tell Debbie about any of this. I didn’t. His tongue rubbed over the areola, and he enjoyed feeling the little bumps harden under it.Willow got bolder and rubbed her hand over the bulge in his pants. She gripped it and then slid her hand up and down its length several times before gripping him again. It reminded Ty of what she had done on the carriage.He soon found he really wanted her bare hand on him. He released the button and slid the zip down with his free hand. Willow soon found a very warm velvet covered rod in her hand. She. I take my duffel bag out, and put it by the door with everyone else's things.Going back into our room, I open up the curtains. The California Sun shines bright.Adrienne comes out of the bathroom, wearing jean shorts and a black tank top."Hey, will you French braid my hair?" Sure, come here, and sit."She sits on the floor, with me on the bed, and hands me her brush and two hair elastics.I brush out her hair, and part it down the middle."Excited about moving in?" I ask her, putting one side in a. Only she and her mom would know of what Daphne and I were doing that night.Jean and Louise had always used the slang terms for their female genitalia such as pussy, cunt, snatch, twat, cooch and other descriptive slang names. Louise would use all those same terms of her genitalia when she was alive. The dirty slang did seem to kind of liven things up a bit. Now Daphne became the same way, but it was after the strap-on night and we became more free with our speech to each other.Jean and Daphne.