She pushed herself between my legs, working her wet open mouth on mine, and I reached down and gripped her left breast, crushing it even more fiercely...than she'd done, pinching the nipple tightly between my forefinger and thumb, twisting it, pulling it, my tongue deep in her mouth.I wound the fingers of my left hand in her hair, tugging it unmercifully, dragging her head back, and then I released her breast and slapped her face again. Tears sprang involuntarily to her eyes, and I slapped her. Since dad was desperate for the scoop, I knew the questions were better asked by me and I asked Celia if Nick's drunkenness was a problem.She leaned over and whispered, "Absolutely, he couldn't get it UP! Y'know, I'd swear he still carries a torch for dear old mummy, here!" Some drunks can't perform at all," I dryly observed, then I probed with, "Then why didn't you just bring him on back here, last night."Celia shot me a surprised look and said, "I thought I was doing you a favor. I could see. I will try to be a good waitress and be nice and courteous to the customers, if you let me stay,” she promised. “First and foremost, Pretty Little Lady, you have already earned your job when you were 12. How can I forget that?” I emphatically replied. “Second, I accept you as a female because you radiate who you are, so that IS who you are….Period! I have never had a relationship with a transgendered woman, but I have no problem with the concept. I have had several experiences with women, all. One weekend I had to be out of town and Rita needed some help with some painting at her house that she could not do alone. She mentioned this to the girls and several of them volunteered to help her. Rita thought that was great and invited them over. Johnny found out and asked Rita if he could help. She said yes, thanks. Johnny then talked to all the cheerleaders and asked them to come over but to leave very quickly so he would be alone with Rita. They all agreed.So they all showed up and,.