"He blushed a bit but never lost his warm smile, "Of course Jess, I knowyou by now, the kitchen has to be in a spic and span mode." He went back to ma...e the coffee and I quickly finished my computerresearch. The euphoria feeling was still there, I wasn't scared or worriedwith the prospect of Mark being a cross dresser, on the contrary asinister exciting feeling was prevailing in my mind; I decided to test himfurther tonight in bed.CHAPTER 2"Come closer to me darling, give me a hug, I want to. Oh fuck!"Brenda pointed Bob's cock where it was jetting straight out from the edge of the couch and offered, "Oh yea, Oh yea! Open up Mark! Open your mouth and so my boyfriend can empty those nuts you were just licking!" I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. She positioned my head and mouth with one hand so that she could point his large, purple mushroom head toward my opening with the other one. His breathing became very fast and shallow. "Don't you dare move," Brenda commanded.I placed. While Mary Beth choose to dress in a high class fashion model type mode, I instead had delibertly choose to look the part of a cheap but very attractive young street whore. With heavily made up mascara eyes and dark purple glossy lipstick, I wanted to entice and tease to hopefully bring out the deepest primitive manly urges of every Blackman there who might take a sexual interest in me. Yes for many pent up and stored reasons that special night , I craved to become 129 pounds of slender but. No, take that back. I’m turning fifteen and I’m part-way through college. Make that ‘beyond your wildest dreams’ range.Intersocial relationships? I have friendships that span states and ages.I only wish I was a bi t more musical. I’m a little jealous there. Sandy’s piano skills bring me joy. Any time we show up at her house, I push her to playing something. She can do Bach to boogie.I can hum.But if my winkie tingles, that’s supposed to be reacting to my baser instincts? Bullshit. It’s MY.