I'm Coleen. I'm Peter's daughter," the girl said when he opened the door."Oh, yeah," Kevin stammered as he looked past her to see if anyone was observ...ng them. "C'mon in Coleen. I'm Kevin." Do you have a girlfriend?" Huh?" Kevin was surprised by the question. "No, not right now." How old are you?" I'm twenty five. How old are you? And do you have a boyfriend?" If she was going to be direct and ask personal questions then he would too."I'm gonna be fourteen this summer. And I don't have a. Right then I decided to not even try to hide the fact that I was a cross-dresser cruising for cock. I pulled over about 10 minutes from the next guys house and took off what i had on top of my schoolgirl outfit. I thought I might as well go all out. As I walked up to the next house, I could feel the cum from the last guy soaking my panties. I love having a wet slippery butt. It is my favorite feeling, especially when it's a nice big load of cum that is making me slippery. So the second guy. “I’m working on setting up another training class after the new hires rotate out of the bullpen.”The bullpen was the term we used in our call center for where the new junior agents were grouped. They usually spent a month there with two highly experienced supervisors to answer all questions and guide them into becoming fully-functioning agents. That first month is one of the most trying times for a new call center employee. It’s their first time on the phones dealing with customers live outside. NOW I was embarrassed. I stammered out an apology and said I'd be more considerate in the future. I might have stammered more except another accented female voice came from inside their condo telling me she hoped I'd be MORE vocal. Stepping out onto their porch, his wife went up on tippy-toes to kiss her husband's cheek before addressing me with a satisfied smile, 'It made Marty very passionate last night.' My cheeks felt hot and were probably as red as my panties. Ah, well, what the fuck... I.