I hoped the sermonwould be about forgiveness. I needed it, even though I'd donenothing! But all of Bonnie's stunning figure was visible to me as she...arried over a cup of coffee and set it on the dinette table. Shewas barefoot, and it was almost as if she were naked! I could seeblond hair curling out from her crotch, just under where hernightie ended. Now I was starting a boner, and I hoped her pantieswould restrain it. They didn't. I was glad I was seated!"Oh, Dan's been up for hours! . "I'm not supposed to say, if I do I'll be punished."Thinking of my own 'punishment', I didn't push the subject any more. "Well do you want to play Andrea? I think John and David are expecting us to." I don't want to play, I don't want to do anything." Was all Andrea could reply with."Well, I think we may be punished if we don't play Andrea, I don't want to be punished, not again Andre..." "THAT'S NOT MY NAME, MY NAME IS ANDREW!" Screamed the little girl, who promptly burst into tears.I sat next. The ratings were good and Hattie said I’d done well so did Morgan. Flick said, “Well, you didn’t make too much of a tit of yourself.” High praise indeed. Ellie Krantz and her wife Norma took me out a week after the Saturday of the show. They were almost the epitome of the public’s stereotypical view of a gay couple; Krantz the butch, Norma the femme, but they were witty funny and I had a ball. We visited two bars and a fabulous dining club with a cabaret featuring a couple of gay standups.. I was remembering the night before. The night my brother had taken…no, the night Id given my virginity to my brother. I felt like a real woman, as if the shackles of being just a girl had been shaken off and now I was a true and real woman. It was such a rush of realization and confidence. My smile continued to broaden as I remembered how I had been de-flowered and my pussy grew warm and my nipples stood to attention, as if saluting me on a job well done. I could hear noises coming from.