Later, standing in a hallway inside, still wearing baseball uniforms, I wondered how they would continue the game withoutus, as I was looking at the o...her guys. Kind of like me,I thought! Two white boys totally clueless and being constantlyvictimized and Leroy, who knew the score even before I did! Leroy was the only one to ask, and he just shook his head. "Ah don know nuffin bout nuffin! Fo real!" The last sentence was looking me right in the eye and Inodded. Okay, I says to myself,. This time I was dressed in a short black pleated skirt, fishnet stockings, fishnet arm gloves, tight black halter top, and red 5 inch heels with ankle strap. My makeup was much sluttier than before. I looked like a whore, and now I was starting to be treated like one.In the few days before, we messaged more, and each time he teased me, and was more dominant than before, calling me names, and getting me to agree to moving beyond cocksucking. I got a safeword, 'red', just in case it was all too. ’ ‘You need your rest. Sleep.’ Catherine looked up from the suitcase she was digging around in. ‘I can handle myself just fine, thank you. Why don’t you just worry about you for the time being?’ ‘I can’t do that.’ ‘And why is that?’ Catherine asked with a huff. ‘You two are my witnesses. You’re my responsibility.’ ‘Well I can fend for myself, thanks.’ ‘So you say.’ He mumbled. Chapter 2 Catherine pulled her knees up to her chest on the window seat, a Steno pad and pen on her lap. She had. I glanced over, and a really cute redhead was waiting for me.I walked over, stripping down to my Speedo. Her arms awaited me, “Daddy, you look so buff in just a suit. I am so turned on right now. What do I do?”We hugged and gave each other a kiss on the cheek.Michael came over stripped down and said, “Hi, Sis ... No Annie this morning, darn it. That is one hell of a suit you almost have on. Is it new?”“I don’t wear it much; it seems to go totally transparent when wet, Michael,” she said looking.