There was no talk in the car for some reason and I was sure if I weren't here they would be talking about something.There were six large trucks in the...parking lot and a lot of other vehicles too. The two men shook hands and Casey, the driver, helped me get in.We made small talk until we got around two hours from the Bay when Casey asked, "It is none of my business, but why are you not taking the bus or the train?"I didn't know what to say. I knew this was going to happen but I could not just. "Let me show yousomething Andy. Maybe it will make you feel not so ashamed or embarrassedabout wearing Cheryl's bra." I slowly pulled my shirt up and offrevealing my bra. "See, I really do already understand some of what youare going through. I'm wearing one of my sister's training bras too." Notlong ago if he had known this he would have for sure not only teased mebut would have probably called me a faggot. But I figured he wasn't in aposition to do that now."I'm sure you've heard of. He slips a hand inside my basque and exposes my tit to the outside world, then does the same with the other one. The feel of his hands as he cups my now naked breasts sends a jolt through my body and I begin to work my mouth back and forward on his cock. He’s holding his head backwards when I glance up and can hear his heavy breathing deepening; it’s not going to be long by the sound of it. He steadies himself with a hand on my shoulder and we make contact through our eyes. His bark blue. Ling burst out laughing. Claire looked at him, amused. Sally and Steve were in full agreement with Sanders. There was something lethal that lurked below the surface in each of the two women. Betsy frowned.“Sally, I understand that you took Betsy to her first live performance,” Claire said shifting the conversation away from Sanders.“Yes, Ma’am. That was a wonderful evening,” Sally said.Claire said, “She told me all about it. I enjoy Gilbert and Sullivan a lot. Your choice of performance was.