Please feel free to let me know what you think and contact me if any of my stories turn you on.I grew up in central Ontario, Canada. I was, like most ...oys, super horny as a teenager and did the usual things boys do: sneaking my older brothers porn magazines and the odd video (VHS!) and masturbating to just about anything I could find that included sexy women and sexual content. Later I began collecting my favourite porn magazines and I masturbated to porn a lot.I enjoyed masturbation of course. When I got hold of myself, I broke off my stare and I reluctantly made my way back to my SUV.When I climbed in, I was surprised to see that Hailey hadn't budged out of her seat in the back. She had never even undone her seat belt. I turned around and told her she was welcome to sit up front with me, but she declined. "I'm fine," she responded quietly and seemingly with great effort. I had been around teenagers enough to know that adults were seen as inconsequential nuisances: people to. She told him the lipstick was guaranteed to lastall day. He was thunderstruck. He didn't want to be seen wearinglipstick. She then did his eyes with eyeliner, eye shadow and heavymascara. She looked at him, smiling to herself. She felt mean but shewanted to prove a point. She wanted to punish him for wearing herpanties. She grabbed a red silk scarf she had and when she was donehe had a turban on his head. She found some red clip-on earrings inher jewelry box and when she was done he had them. I brought up a gallery. Shit, Felice was a dead ringer. I double clicked on a headshot. "See, you could be her twin."Felice bent her face close to mine, examining the image. "We do look a lot alike. Who is she?"I clicked to the next picture, the centerfold spread of Candy completely nude."I don't look anything like that." She threw herself on the bed, curled up and sobbed. Her body shook. Her thighs and buttocks were exposed, as well as the fleshy lips of her pussy.I sat down beside her, just.