She figured that’s why her mom and dad decided to move from California up to Washington. She figured they wanted her to move out on her own but woul... not kick her out. “So they are going to freeze me out?” She thought out loud. She had been doing her best since day one to get a job so she could move back to California where she has what resembled a life. But just like in California the economy sucked so bad she could not even get a job flipping burgers at a fast food joint. As she marched. I triedto stay useful, even if I was just one of the girls. I could dressnormally, no fetish nasties to hide. I passed as usual and just fit in.There were procedures to improve and budgets to tighten, but after all,it was all Welcome Wagon nonsense and before long there was nothingworth doing. At the same time, Rhonda started making demands. I had touse her hairdresser and shop where she did and lose weight and thenmore weight, and exercise, and lose weight, and exercise every day, apersonal. I decide on the pink & black basque & crotchless knickers, I want to be dressed up for him and show him how wet I am. I strip off my bra & knickers turning to face him. He is like a k** in a sweet shop and his cock is so hard. I turn back around and step into the crotchless knickers, bending over to show him my tight little ass hole. I slide them up and then slip into the basque. Turning round again I stand with my hands on my hips. He smiles and says he likes them. I move over to him. My name is Ray. I am a mature man living in the resort paradise of the Hamptons. I am also bisexual having been turned out about ten years ago; not long after my divorce. I do not publicize this fact and in my public life, I am recognized as a pussy hound and a masculine, straight guy. However, given the right circumstances, I can enjoy myself with both sexes. It's all good as far as I am concerned. Over the years, I have come to prefer sex with uninhibited couples the most. ...Hands.