It had been two days since Janice and I last fucked and my balls were full to the brim with cum that would soon be going down Janice’s throat or int... her fine pussy. Little did I know where that cum was really going to go that day? I walked out on the patio and said “hey Janice everyone’s gone let’s go for a swim”. Instead, Janice went and got two long cushions from the chaise lounges and put them together like a bed on the patio. I knew what this meant, she wanted to get laid and the hell with. He notes the glimmer of her wedding diamonds as she does. His drunkenness is nearly evaporated as he lets his gaze descend down her, over the lace features of her strong, strapless bra holding in her ample bosom, her panties, relatively plain, yet fitted perfectly. Then he feels his member throb as he reaches the tops of her holdups, the most overtly lacy and sexual piece in the ensemble. He openly gawps at her legs, the silver sparkly heels (probably her sister's choice, he thinks) shining in. They told them that the boy's father had beaten his mother to death and had turned on him before people could get in to help. The father is now in a prison somewhere and the elders of Littlehammer wouldn't tell them where either. They took one look at the boy and couldn't say no when their elders asked ours to take him way. Mark tried to take him in but he didn't know what to do to help him. He wouldn't talk you see. I took him in and Dan and Bess were happy to help him, but it just became too. I felt so feminine. Taking some fairy dust to settle me, I headed out knowing exactly where and why. I drove into and through town to an Adult Movie Theatre. I had been there before, but never like this. Never this feminine and never this hungry. A loose shirt covered my camisole. Shorts and tennis shoes without socks completed my clothing. A little more fairy dust to get me ready, poppers in my pocket, I headed into the theatre, paying the admission to a man who didnt even look up at my face,.