It had been really hot, over ninety degrees. I was feeling pretty washed out from running up and down the fields during two sessions of soccer camp. B... the time Mr. Lehigh got the charcoal going in the grill, the day had cooled off to something a little more reasonable. Even so, I was happy just to slouch in one of their loungers on the deck, relaxing in the shade, watching as Kayla and her mother brought out trays of condiments, drinks, and chips from the house and set them up on the big round. “Nope! Just got my hair cut, now I'm on my way to your high school to watch my daughter in the volleyball game.” Melissa glanced at the clock. “The game doesn't start for an hour.”“I know. I was hoping for a private tutoring session with my favorite English teacher first. Gotta make sure all of my reports are written correctly!” Melissa giggled. “I could be available for a tutoring session,” she purred into the phone. “But, it will cost you!” She heard Shawn chuckle over the phone and pictured. ..I know.” I interrupted him and his eyes began to swell up with tears. “I’m sorry…I’m sooo sorry!” Mark said as the tears began to pour down his face.“Sorry, what do you have to be sorry for. Mark, I don’t care what you do in your sex life as long as its with consenting adults.” I replied quickly trying to get his crying to stop.“You’re not disappointed….that…that I like to dress up like a girl”, Mark said wiping tears from his cheeks.“Heh, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t find it a little. Walking down the main drag I spotted two obviously intoxicated but very sexy Latinas in skirts. I whistled and they responded immediately, flagging me down and jumping in my car practically before it came to a stop. "Hey baby, can you give us a ride home, please?" said the first and the other was rubbing on her, giggling.About twenty minutes later we were pulling up to their garage apartment and stumbling up the stairs. Door closed and it must have been 5 seconds and the two hotties were.