My wife works over at the commercial bakery. Last fall, David gave everyone raises, did all he could to upgrade everything, gave us zero out-of-pocket...healthcare, vision, and dental, plus matches her 401K up to ten percent. My wife said her friend showed her the books, and David is still making at least a few million a month. The best thing is that my wife gets up each morning and wants to go to work. If I weren’t close to retirement, I would quit and be a househusband. She is making three. His identity had the constant impulse to reject the girly, sissy body. {Oh-rrr! He actually makes me FEEL slimy about being a girl!} This was the opening Akane needed to assert some of her own impulses.It was still the girl-body that moved the legs, not Akane's body image, but the legs did do what they needed to do! The girl-thigh muscles were stronger than the guy's. The legs straddled the rocky outcropping and scooted the D-cups out and around the edge and onto the top of the ledge without. I told her to turn around and pull down those shorts, she did as i said, she pulled her shorts of and revealed to me her tight form fitting hip hugging white cotton panties( the ones you see on cheerleaders), her ass was so nice looking in those panties, her ass was nice round and shaped like a peach her butt cheeks were nice and big , only Shaqelle O'neal can fully palm those soft beauties, i admired that big ole ass and ran my pointer finger over the middle of her panties where here butt. Not in my wildest dreams did Ithink they were pulling me somewhere for a threesome. If anything they'dbe trying to get me arrested, but it wasn't that.Two of them holds my hands and I walk forward, dazed, them in them rippedskinny jeans and tank tops, one of them fiddling with the speakers, andme with my beard and fat ass and stupid security uniform, and they'resmiling and giggling and I'm full of shame and heartbreak and the musicstarts.They dance, and I'm dancing along too. I'm dancing and.