Janet would work the late shift on Friday and Saturday nights. The place closed at one a.m., and it would be around three a.m., usually, before she g...t home, because they had to clean the place up afterwards.After about a month, she started getting home about a half hour later than usual. I always waited up for her, and when I asked her "Why so late?" she said the bar had been busier lately and some people didn't want to leave right at closing.I decided to check out her story. The next. My face had gotten wet again somehow.“Eric!” Risa shouted, “We just got back form ... Hey! Are you alright?” concern thick in her voice. I offered her a sad smile.“I’m fine. Just missing my family,” I explained, turning my face back to the stone garden, “Thanksgiving was a really big deal for them,” I continued, “We’d invite as many people as we could, and sing after the dinner,” I smiled as more tears flowed, “After my mom died, it wasn’t quite the same. My father tried, and we still had lots. Personally, I did some work around the house, but I also found myself on the internet, surfing porn of petite, teen girls, thinking about Lana. However, I intentionally did not cum, and when Laurel got home, I immediately began undressing her and then fucked her from behind while she was bent over the couch in the front room. While I fucked her, I alternated between marveling her big ass and picturing Lana's small ass taking my dick. Both of us were just about to cum when Lana walked in.. I wasdressed in a green roll neck dress in jersey I had made and had on myfavourite boots. Underneath I was wearing my corselette and the all overgentle squeeze was reassuring, I felt as comfortable as I could. HoweverI still felt Like Adam dressed in girls clothes rather than Eve. Babssqueezed my hand, "don't worry," she said, "you look great and you knowJanet, we are going to have a great time, just relax'. The train arrivedand off got Camille wearing the dress I made her and Janet. Ignoring.