.. Were her tits as big as they looked? Was her bum really as juicy as I had imagined? One hot, sunny day near the end of July, I was on school summer...holiday, and Susie had just started a two week break from her job. I guess it must have been about 11 a.m. Mum and dad were at work, and I thought that my sister had gone out, because I hadn't seen or heard anything of her. I was inside our shed, deeply engrossed in one of my dad's well worn porno magazines which he kept hidden, or so he thought,. On the left was one of Lisa and he on their honeymoon, standing on the beach. On the right was one just of Lisa. He had taken it camping while they were still dating. She leaned against a wood railing, a breeze whipping her long black hair, and, he always noted, blowing her thin, short dress tight against her body. Then there was the one in the middle. A lump grew in his throat. It was Lisa smiling into the camera. She was holding up a tiny little hand as though it was waving to him. Other than. " "Oh...(still in a grog)...good...I guess we're an hour later here"..."what're you havin'?" Nothing fancy...just some roast that I put in the crock pot this morning." Sounds good...I guess I'll get myself cleaned up from the road and head on down for some Radisson 'home cooking'...sure miss you and the kids, hun." Okay, sweetie...I just wanted to make sure you weren't laying on the side of the road somewhere...Neil..." ...yeah?" Please don't forget to check in with me...okay?...you know how I. So I guess it shouldn't be a surprise that I started to think about thatbridge, not as a way across the river, but as a way out of life.But I decided that if I was going to go out, I wanted to do it in style,as a girl.So I started figuring out how I could manage it.I started going to bridal shops and formal wear places, only to realizesuch an outfit was far beyond my means.Then I tried a costume shop, only to find out that with such an outfitrequired either a large cash deposit, or more often,.