” “Okay.” Lori replied. “And no distractions, ” Spence added, “the watch has an end of time alarm so no need to count out the time.” “...ow just a minute,” Annette objected “you were the one that wanted to do this as it was done in the story, so Lori should count down the minutes like they did in the story.” “Not feeling so confident?” Spence smirked. “Don’t you think you can resist without the interruptions? ” “Of course I can.” Annette replied sharply. “Oh what the hell, do it your way.” “Mind. One of my favourite things about being a transvestite isbeing able to touch up my makeup, especially in public. I couldremember when I was younger watching the older girls and women fixtheir makeup in public, and it is just an image that I associate withbeing feminine. Sure enough just as I was finishing my lips, Waynescored again. I smiled and put my makeup back into my purse. So onemore goal from my man and I owe him a BJ, oh well, I love sucking hisdick anyways. Finally the game was. Until he decided to take my wife to his hometown to show her off to old friends where they shot pool at a local bar and drank until closing time. My wife was feeling no pain since his buddies kept the drinks coming and at one point she shared a jello-shot with one of his Chris’ tanned buddies that ended in a long kiss. They had been flirting most the night and Chris eventually left in anger. Kurt was tanned, tattooed, and considered to be a bad boy and had been fondling my wife throughout the. Moreover, the woman was hesitant to give personal information about her.The guy she was chatting with was mostly nice, but a little rough sometimes. It seemed as if he went easily out of his mind when turned on. At such times it was clear Katy didn't like his behavior. Still, after a couple of days, the guy managed to get a photo from her.And there it was now, showing on Jack's monitor: a tall brunette, with a body no man would refuse to slide his hands on and lips made to be kissed. She was a.