I took this to my advantage and started rubbing between her ass while I was taking the jar I reached for the jar slowly.When I finally gave it to her ...he continued with her work.I waited there some more time thinking that she would call me again for some help but she didnt.I thought that she was intrested but I couldnt make it out from her face.I was sad and I went to the room where the kid was sleeping and placed my hand over the kid and started to sleep ,after some time I felt something soft. I was clothed in a black top, with straps crossing at the front and mesh sleeves. My finger nails were reasonably long, but unmanaged and painted black. This make-up, I now thought, was part of my inner-self. While, yes, still masculine makeup, it was still makeup. For I knew what my inner self was.My inner self was a girl. This was not solely my soul, my spirit, but also my brain. I was a very sensitive, understanding child. But this was hidden under the masquerade I was portraying on the. Sarah was 21 years old, 5 feet 10 inches, about 140 lbs, and a bit reserved. Patti was 18 years old, 5 feet 6 inches, about 110 lbs, and fairly wild. Both girls had red hair and blue eyes. They both knew that I was very attracted to them and they both teased me every chance they got. Patti especially loved to tease me. She would show a little cleavage or wear really short shorts that pulled way up between her butt cheeks and she would bend over with her butt in my face so I could see her pubic. You push up my dress and rub your hands up and down my legs softly. I can feel myself getting more excited as your hands push further up my thighs. I undo your shirt as you feel me and kiss your chest slowly, tickling you with my tongue. I can feel the wetness in my knickers now. Suddenly you grab my hair and pull my head back so that I’m looking at you. With your other hand, you move my knickers to one side and gently rub your thumb over my clit. My eyes squeeze shut and a moan escapes my.