Most of the time just dad and I visited his parents. We never got to visit moms parents because they had died before any of us were born, grandma from...cancer and grandpa died a year later, mom told me from a broken heart. She said he was never the same after grandma died. At least I had my Uncles of various races to visit with my brothers. I could even pass for Italian. Mom and Dad made sure all our school work was done then all of us worked out in the gym, ate properly and took care of our. We wore balaclavas as we entered through the front door, just in case the girl had unexpected company. The living room was dark, though, and there was no one in sight. The sound of music floated gently from one of the bedrooms and I could see a sliver of light under the door.“Is this her?” asked Foster, a note of disappointment in his voice. I turned to see what he was talking about and he was holding a framed photo of a young woman with her boyfriend. “That’s the roommate,” I replied. “She’ll. " "It?s whatyour friends will think that troubles you." "Baby, you must accept it,you?re a sissy, and that it." "But you?ll find sweetie that the friendsthat Mommy and Aunt Carol have won?t hate you for being a sissy, they?lllove it and encourage you darling." "They?re not like those bad boys atschool that made fun of you." "Our friends will adore you as a sissygirl, you?ll see."Bonnie was getting a little irritated with Billy now. He must accept hisfate and stop this denial. It was time to. I stood up she bent over the wooden table giving a fantastic view or her pert bottom I could also see her pussy which was begging to be penetrated, I separated her arse cheeks and licked her sweaty arsehole it tasted sweet and she seemed to enjoy that very much. “Oh fuck that’s so good keep licking my shit hole I love that” she was getting so horny her cunt was throbbing.“Please fuck me!” She begged, “which hole do you want fucking” I asked “Fuck my cunt then fuck my arse” She was almost.