.I would never talk to that person for the rest of my life...and the first thing I did was through out all those old boy clothes and made my mom take ...e to the thrift store and buy me a cashmere sweater and I bought a pair of falsies and my own high heels and my dad caught me and beat me with his pistol and I made up my mind that night I was going to run away from home and I stole a $100 from my mom’s jar and took my girl clothes and my mom’s make up and dressed and put on the make up and made. Now if I can just find the thing that willtrigger Tina and Michael's excitement. I am positive there are sparksthere between them.Then it hits me. I start searching through my desk until I find AuntJenny's card. I need a matchmaker.I called Tina's aunt that evening while Tina was busy in her studio.Oh, I should mention that Tina has made a change to her career path.Alex was out as one the agency's photographers, no surprise there. Tinatransferred to the art department as the newly created head. Then her hand grasped my wrist, telling me without words that she’d had enough.We kissed and cuddled a bit more, with me lying on my back and her lying half on me. I cupped her bottom and held her against me, loving the feeling of her in my arms. We both dozed off at that point, but at midnight my alarm went off yet again. It was nice not having an actual curfew, but neither one of us wanted to push it. So with some more kisses we got ourselves back together and just a bit after 12:30 I was. We were both panting, caught up in the delights of her body, chests tight, trying to feed our passion with oxygen, blood rushing in our heads driven by the lust and passion we shared. I dropped to my knees, pulled Carla’s wet pussy into my mouth, trying to push my tongue into her, inhaling her aroma, sucking her juice. Gasping, she pressed against the back of my head, forcing my face hard against her now thrusting pussy.I wasn’t a virgin, but I had never experienced anything like this. My one.