" I tried telling her I wasn't gay and didn'thave a boyfriend, but she gave me a blank look when I did. It occurredto me that although gays are a smal... percentage of the population it isvery easy to be perceived as being one of them.Over the weekend my Stepmother said, "This week you move into acomprehensive female look: a yellow mid-riff sweater, a short yellowpleated mini-skirt, silk white panties, with black high heels, whitegarter belts and stockings. Also, full makeup, including blue. Nevertheless, I was awakened from my false sense of superiority and shot him in his right shoulder. Of course, I could have just as easily killed him, but that was not a part of my plan. Just to be on the safe side, I shot him in the left shoulder, too. Now there was no way that he could shoot, and the wound in his crotch was going to keep him on the ground until he died.The next man in line was hiding behind a small outbuilding, possibly the privy. He was standing and not at a good angle for. Kissing my lips and biting softly, I let out a soft moan and ease my way back onto the bed. Paying attention to my every need you kiss down my stomach to my thighs. Parting them and grazing a hand over the wet spot in my black panties, you growl with excitement. I slide off my thong quickly, ready and eager to display my naked body to you. You stand before me, looking over your prey before diving head first between my thighs. Rough passionate kisses are planted up my inner thighs and you. I asked him for his address and he sent it to me. I looked it up on google maps and noticed it was in a poor black neighborhood, which added to the excitement for me. I was seriously thinking of driving to this thug's house and fucking him in his old house in the poor section of town. I kept thinking of the things that could go wrong like if my car broke down or had a flat tire in that neighborhood, or if I were attacked. I guess the risk and my pussy aching clouded my reasoning and I messaged.