My sister Sandra had told me a wild story this morning and while I didn't believe the half of it, it had just that ring of truth that... I shaved my s...arse pussy and had a shower. Looking at myself in the mirror I saw a lithe five foot ten one twenty pounds. Thick red lipstick, panda eye shadow and rosy cheeks with my long blond hair in pigtails. Red nylons with black suspender belt. Black leather calf length boots. Ultra tight black latex skirt that just covered my pussy and not quite my ass.. We were sitting out beside the pool, enjoying the hot afternoon sun when the excruciating pain hit me in the chest and down my right arm. Before I even spoke, I knew it was going to be fatal. My last thought was to reassure Jenny that it would all be Ok and not to worry.And then I died... At least I think that’s when I died... At least I thought it was... The dark place kept me until my essence became aware that what was me had begun to accelerate into the past... My mind was assaulted with. "Yes," Laura said. It sounded right. She wished Roy would hurry up and fuck her harder so she could cum. He was pounding her so agonisingly slowly. She remembered she was supposed to use full sentences. "Good heterosexual girls are wet and ready to be fucked by men." And are you always a good heterosexual girl?"Laura wished Amy would stop asking her questions. She found it so hard to think of the answers. A good heterosexual girl? What did that mean? Oh - good girls were wet and ready. After 10 minutes I got up to pass him and went to lead him into the lounge. Suddenly he grabbed my hand- stopping me in my tracks.He stood up his face inches from mine.He kissed me. Again a kiss of lust and desire not just an every day kiss. I kissed him back, knowing it was wrong made it all the more exciting and I couldn’t stop myself. He was a bad influence but showed no signs of stopping himself.Cum still dripping down my leg as he pushed me back onto the bed and tore off my thong in a.