” Jim suggested that it had rained several times in the past month.Jim likes his Troop Carrier better than mine. I think the real reason is he gets ...o drive. I still get to buy fuel ... and beer ... and snacks ... and lunch ... and a BOOK ... for boredom on the drive.“You’re going to miss some great scenery,” Jim said.“We’ve been taking this route for two years, I won’t miss it,” I replied.“It’s always different,” He said.“I’ll check it out between chapters.”“Western part of the state is on. Not much for bangs, verystraight...and light. Her medium brunette color lightened considerablyuntil it bordered on blonde. It now had an ashy quality that one couldthink of in a fine morning fog.I stopped from reducing the size of her ass though, I took some substancefrom it but definitely left enough junk in the trunk to make me veryhappy the next time I saw her bending over...which gave me a thought.I looked at her shoes, rather normal looking flats with thin shoelaces. Imade those shoelaces. Also during the day he could practice the art of applying make-up; for Margo's approval later.This was the kind of thing Margo enjoyed sharing; that and his cock. And so evenings at home were spent trying out her wardrobe on him; as a form of foreplay to sex.Margo thought he really looked attractive in a smart office blouse and a short formal skirt with heels. Wearing crutch-less tights allowed for his lunch-box while giving his shapely legs that sheen to set them off.They could easily go into. ." he leaned in closer and whispered in my ear. "Cunt lips." Where?" I swear I hadn't heard him correctly.He just looked down at my crotch. My eyes turned as round as saucers. "You mean??"He just nodded.And so I found my self at the piercing and body-tattoo parlor. It was one that Carla had recommended, run by a woman, actually, strictly for other women.After I got my belly button pierced, I went out and purchased a flirty halter top which showed my bare midriff. You would have thought I had.