(This might seem like a stupid request to some of you, but Terri has always had a hang- up about this being an unsavory activity. And she's always bee... a "reluctant" cocksucker at best. I blame it on her parents' puritanical upbringing. More on that later.)- When you wear jeans or long pants in my company, they have to be tight to my approval.- Hair must never be cut short, I prefer it moderately long, but will give you some leeway in this matter.- When sitting next to me in the car or a dark. She took me to her car a very nice Lexus and drove me home. I got home and let myself in and was able to get to my room without running into my sister Sherri, my mom or my dad. I turned on my music and just settled back on my bed and drifted off to sleep having slept so little last night. I woke to my sisters voice, What the hell happened to you? I opened my eyes looking up at her trying to get my focus. I fell, I replied. Wow, she said and then pissed me off yelling, Mom. I wish I could have. .and we are a horse."Strider was getting into it now, like a key and a lock; it was theperfect connection, the perfect stimulation of all the right places. Twominds rolling around within one great beast...it was probably one of themost erotic things they've done together.The real Andrea egged him on. The pure thrusts of power and the tighthole made Strider let out a furious neigh, an animalistic shout of joy ashe came. There was a sucking noise as the device inside that gloryholedrained. That was when I was about five. I dressed up in my sister’s clothes for play, which my Mom just thought was cute. By the time I was 13, though, she didn’t think it was cute anymore. She forbid me to dress up, and said I would have to be a boy. I still dressed up when she was at work, and my sister was sympathetic and helped me. Mom caught me again a year or so later, and threatened to have me locked up for being crazy. So, I tried to stop, but couldn’t. Then, my sister and I hit on a.