Her husband was her only.A few warm and friendly Thursday later, Roger asked the question she’d been itching for. “Would you like to see my rig?�... He was an owner-operator and they usually had much nicer cabs than the company owned ones her husband drove. She agreed and he led the way out to the parking lot. Helping her up the big steps he began the guided tour.When they got back to the living quarters, she was doing and eyeing at how comfortable they were. She laid down suggestively on the full. But your tongue felt kind of funny.”I sat up in bed my interest now piqued. Were my daughter and her friend just kissing? Was this going to lead to other things? More questions than answers ran through mind and all I knew is I had to find out what this was leading up to. I silently crawled out of bed and peeked my head out the door. The coast was clear so I stepped into the hallway. I froze as an audible gasp came from the partially closed door to Candace’s bedroom.“Karen, what are you doing?”. When you learn tobehave like the little bitch I know you can be, then maybe I'll feed youmore often."??????????? With that she harshly bit onmy right nipple and I groaned in pain as she pulled on it with her teeth. Iswore she was about to break the skin, then she finally let go and bit theother even harder. Meanwhile she was smacking one of my thighs and feeling onit aggressively. She then brought herself up to eye level and spit right in myface before once more crushing my balls with her. Hours of shopping in heels was starting to take its toll on my legs and so I Treated myself to a taxi home, as I walked up to my door and realized in my rush to leave that morning I had forgotten my keys. What could I do I checked to see if I had Left a window open but no luck. I knew the neighbors had a spare key for emergencies but I could hardly ask them for it dressed as I was. I had to be cool, I had to stop acting like a boy. I was living this summer as a woman, an adult, on my own..