He reached down and pulled the bottom of my t-shirt, breaking our kiss as he tugged it over my head. I felt his other hand reaching down and pushing b...th the shorts and the briefs off in one motion. He had slipped off his loafers and his foot took my shorts the rest of the way down. He moved me away from the wall and I stepped free of my shorts. I opened my eyes and saw that I was standing naked before this stranger, still clothed except for his shoes. One hand again stroked my cock and balls. I carefully sat down on the sofa, not wanting to show anything. When they asked me what I wanted to drink, I purposely chose something I thought they couldn't make because it wasn't a popular drink with men. I was surprised when they brought out a bottle of melon liqueur, and made me a perfect Melon Ball. Someone mentioned their friend's night club grand opening, which was to be an all night rave. Every one was for it, except for my boyfriend. So we decided to drink a little more since it was. ” I don’t know which of us was more nervous as she led me up the stairs to her bedroom. I still looked petrified as she sat me on the bed and closed the curtains over the window. she sat beside me. Again, instinct seemed to take over. she undid her blouse, button by button, then held it out at arm’s length between finger and thumb and dropped it, as if I was performing a striptease.Then she reached back and unclipped her bra. I gasped as her big white boobies dropped down, the nipples stiff. I. Finally, she found a woman in thebuilding who would look after us, along with her own two girls.Oh, did I mention that when we were put into the state home, everyoneassumed that Cheyenne and I were twin girls? I mean, if I had been Jo orChe, it might have been different, but when people asked me my name, notbeing able to spell, I told them Sioux and, of course, the forms gotfilled out as Susan. Then again, when they asked my sister her name, theyassumed that what she said in four year old.