There was no sign that she had been heard."Spooky noises!" Angela exclaimed as she and Celia headed for the door of the cottage."What WAS that? It sou...ded like some strange bird or something. Could be an owl, I guess. We'll ask Krysta; she'll know," Celia said as she opened the door.The two girls stepped through the door into the dark of the lounge. As Angela fumbled for the light switch Celia pushed the door shut.Before she could turn the light on, Angela felt someone grip her hand, spin her. And then she spoke."Brandy and I were wondering if you wanted to play truth or dare?" Shannon said.My heart skipped a beat."Aren't you too old to play truth or dare?" I finally said.Shannon giggled."Nope. We're legal age. That's just perfect. What do you think?" and she looked at Brandy.Brandy blushed."Well, I think it'd be kinda fun. If you're up for it?" and she looked at me.I wasn't sure where this was going. But I finally answered."Well yeah. But you realize that nobody can know what we're. If Tom wants to act like a jerk, let him!’ She shuddered. She wasn’t used to thinking things like this, and besides, it wouldn’t be a problem, she was sure she and her husband would be able to get things straightened out over breakfast. She got dressed, then she went down to have breakfast. She found a note from Tom saying he’d gone to get a truckload of feed for the horses. It looked as if working on their problems would have to wait. After she finished breakfast, Melissa headed to the barn to. "I whipped round, my face once again flushing scarlet, to regard a muchyounger shop assistant standing in the now partially open doorway witha pair of lacy nylon panties and two matching bras' in her hands - andsomething in a sealed plastic bag. My face drained to an ashen hue. Fora moment I thought I was about to pass out and, as once before, I feltan almost irresistible desire to pee. But as my colour graduallyreturned those feeling receded. And my change in stance released mymasculinity to.