Oh thats ok, you can take me back to the apartment. I told Andy. Nah where you need to go, I dont mind. Andy returned. Well actually I left my purse a... the apartment, so Ill just have to do them later. I said dismissing his offer to take me around town. All right, well Ill swing you by there and drop you off. I gotta few more runs to make. Andy said as he made lane changes through the street. It took about ten minutes for us to get back to the apartment. We pulled into the parking lot close to. Initially I tried to keep up appearances, driving a big expensive car which was still not paid off, renting a penthouse apartment, going to fine restaurants. But eventually I had to downsize. I sold my car and started to take the bus and I moved into a low-rent apartment and still I could hardly make ends meet. I tried to make a few more bucks by tutoring or by working as a waiter in the restaurant at a big hotel in town. Unfortunately this was not a permanent position; they only called me in. I swallowed quickly. "Its okay, Mom. He's had his shots and everything."I hadn't really thought about it. Brandon and I shared the same forks and spoons all the time, but I reminded myself that my parents weren't quite so fond of him as I was, at least not yet.Since I hadn't been around for much more than a couple holidays here and there after I'd left for college, we had a lot of catching up to do. I'd left home at eighteen and called often enough to keep Mom happy. My dad was the last of the. Brenda pulled me to my feet, and I looked around at the world for thefirst time from the perspective of about a 5"3' beautiful woman. The wholesensation of movement was wonderful as I felt the wind in my hair, the sexybounce of my unencumbered breasts, and the tingly sting of sand as it blewagainst the sensitive skin of my pretty legs. I took Brenda's hand as weneared civilization again, but she patted it gently and loosened my grip. "Don't want people to think we're lesbians," she said with.