“I don’t just walk around naked where you can see me,” she said. “You did something to me.”“No, I didn’t,” I said.She knew I never lie... to her. That was one rule I never broke, because I knew if I didn’t have her trust, I could lose everything.“Really? You didn’t paint me with some color you saw at the Ecstasy Palace?”The Ecstasy Palace was a strip club a couple of blocks away. I’d never been in it, of course, and I’m pretty sure she knew that. I was eighteen by this time, but you had to be. She followed my pointing finger with her head to look at my Grand Cherokee."That'll do nicely," she said.I started to tuck myself back in my jeans but she said, "No, leave it out. Cover it with the sketch pad."I admit, I felt a little silly walking to my car with my dong hanging out. But I also felt incredibly aroused. The breeze was blowing over my hard, sticky flesh and it made me feel so fucking horny that I couldn't wait to bury it in the pussy of this unconventional little tattooed vixen.I. ”She goes back and forth, the guilt she feels against the thrill of seeing her most secret desires acted out by her own beautiful daughters. Chloe’s lost track of how many drinks she’s had but it’s more than she had intended. It’s still early but she has to get out of there.Chloe takes out her keys but when she steps down from the barstool she finds that her balance is not what it was when she climbed up there. “Lady, I can’t let you drive,” the bartender says.“No, I—”“Forget it. I don’t need a. It was a seedy place with porno mags of different types as Gan browsed the titles. It was the first time she saw gay porn and she was very interested. I pointed to the arcade and told her that there were movies she could watch of both gay and straight porn. Again like a k** in a store she bolted for the venue. I was dark and smelled like piss and cum but Gan did not mind. we got a booth, making sure it was not a glory hole booth, and put money into the machine. I showed her the selection button.