Bud licked his lips quickly before she noticed him."Hey, it's the birthday eunuch," she said brightly, patting the worn-out sofa cushion next to her. ...Celebrating another year of your miserable life! Come on, I've got a present for you."He had to make it look good, so Bud swallowed his glee and gave his face a hang-dog look. "Aw, geez, Kel," he muttered. "Not again. Every year I get all excited and every year you give me some rotten present. Not this year. I'm not gonna do it. So just forget. That way he could think about my fucking the pizza guy as he ate the pizza. In fact I loved serving him the pizza. I always paid in cash I did not tip though because he had already gotten a tip. Well as far as what happened next.A few weeks later we decided to order another pizza. Just like the first time I had my husband wait outside from right after I placed the order until I was done and the pizza guy had driven away. I was again getting so hot and wet. This time I was so wet my juices where. So I made up an account and wrote a story that I thought you would like. A couple days later you wrote a comment on the story I wrote. Do you know what you wrote?”“What was the name of the story?” I asked.“It was called, ‘I’m my sister’s pee whore.”“Omg!” I said, “is that the story about the sister selling her sister out for others can pee on her?”“That’s the one. And You wrote, I wish my twin sister would dominate me like the sister in your story did, it was a great story.”“Please don’t tell. It did not occur to me that he might actually be on hisway until Sherri produced a blonde wig untied me and then threw me ashort tight little black dress to put on. I don't know why I put it on,but I did and she then made me get on my knees by the side of the bedto hide my cock."Not that he would notice such a small thing anyway, but I don't wantto scare him away. You better not say a thing you little faggot or Iwill tell all your friends about your penchant for sucking cock."That was totally.