No meeting, no practice, and it killed me.As I rounded a curve in the long track winding around the football field, I felt a presence coming up on my ...ight. I was a strong runner, so there was only one other person who could get close to me: Gloria Middleton.Gloria was part of the reason I dreaded those stupid Christian meetings. She was a devout Catholic who had attended the same church as me and made my life hell for as long as I could remember. She had long dirty blonde hair that nearly hung. " I thought as I aimlessly wanderedalong the sidewalk. It must have been aimless because it was in theopposite direction from where I parked."Toot-toot!" said the car next to me as it interrupted my wanderings theanother familiar voice said, "Your appointment over?"It was the young man from before. He pushed the passenger door open forme and I heasitated. Frozen in time knowing exactly what this man wanted."Well? Get in."I did exactly that and after a few minutes of silence while driving. I used the foundation which was very light and the fake eyelashes. Next was pink eyeshadow and lots of blush and pink lipstick. I even made freckles with a pen I found in there. I went back in the bedroom for the last touch. A black pair of black Mary Janes. I remembered seeing a light blue umbrella in the closet so I retrieved it and when it opened I saw that it had white lace trim and obviously went with this outfit. there was also a large lolly pop in one of the boxes. I grabbed it and the. But if you want to wake me up tonight when you get home...” she tells me in a soft voice.Damn I love her voice when she talks like that. I can feel the precum at the tip of my cock as I say,“Maybe I will take you up on that offer sweety. You can sleep in my bed if tonight if you want”“I have put your clean, dry sheets back on your bed so I might” she repliesI hear the line restarting so I say goodnight to my daughter and return to my post.The rest of the night carries on like most nights..