“What about that money, what do we do with that?” I knew what her answer would be, on that question.“Oh, that is tax-free money, you don’t wan... the tax man taking everything.” Taking half of it, she opened the safe and put it inside. “With this, we go shopping.” Taking the rest of the money, she put it in her hand bag.“Shopping for what?”“Clothes, you can do with a couple of new outfits, Jason.”“What’s wrong with my clothes?”“Come on, if it’s not plain khaki, then it will be camouflage. Half. She ran her hand up and down the entire length of his short dick, making sure to graze the thick mushroom head.“Ahhhhhhhhhhh yesssssss,” he moaned in pleasure. “You have such a wonderful touch, so much better than anyone I’ve been with!” He looked over at her exquisite features. She stared straight ahead and not even looking at his hard as steel prick extending from his groin. She looked revolted and it only made him want her more, “It makes it so much hotter that you aren’t even into it!” he. He was captivated by her beauty, but she suddenly looked away, as if he was giving him the silent cold shoulder. Nic laughed to himself, as he knew that once he set his sights on something, he was not so easily dissuaded. He followed her with his eyes as she walked to the bathroom with the grace of a dancer. He ended his song, and slowly rose to follow her. Allie looked in the mirror and just closed her eyes. The hunky piano player happened to glance in her direction and she almost fell all. " You mean sissy," I sourly snorted and she smiled."Remember our dance at the burn center children's ward? I don't think a boy would've hugged that little girl like Sheila did. I mean, a boy might care, but he wouldn't show how much."I reflected that day, that poor mummy-like little girl's tinker in my arms and doing my own jig for her. That felt so--satisfying and humbling.Here I was having private qualms over wearing girls' clothes and she barely had any skin left."It's only things like that.