“Even covered by hockey pants, I can’t help looking at her cute, tiny ass!” he joked.“She isn’t too bad a player,” Randy offered.“Yes, s...e is quite good. I’ll have to talk to her about joining the women’s rec league.”Before returning for the third period, Brad talked to Joel and Coach Benson.The horn sounded and the players returned to the ice for the third period. “What are you doing?” Abby asked as Brad took a seat on the bench beside her.“If you can’t beat them, then join them,” he smiled.. She in fact boughtthree wigs (at my suggestion) the one in the glamour shot, one like herhair now and a third one that was different than both.During her computer dating time, she acted naturally, but was also verycautious. She didn't really know any of these guys so she never revealedwhere she lived or exactly where she worked anything like that. Actuallythis made it much easier to be herself since if it didn't work out theseguys didn't know where to find her. Since she had to wear a wig I. .. waiting for it...and yes, oh yes! She gasped as John's probing tongue travelled two, thenthree, then four inches down her anal cavity. Oh, having a shape shifterfor a lover was wonderful!It was like having a moist finger probing in and out of her ass,moistening her and tantalizing her, teasing her for the big fat cock thatwas soon to follow.And here it came! John straightened up. He placed her stockinged calves onhis shoulders, giving each ankle a tender kiss. She never tired of thelook of. He returned the kiss and I pulled away. I stood and motioned for him to follow me.We headed out to the parking lot. He smiled at me and we got to my car. I told him I had just taken a good look around the mall and then we would go to another place to get some lingerie.We reached a nice store and walked in. I knew the owner, a fine lady called Greta. She was there behind the counter and she smiled when she saw me coming down with a black guy. I led Jack back to the lingerie section and proceeded.