Hoping to find Kayla chatting on her face book page, or maybe some of her other friends. She turned her computer on and logged in, but once she logged...on, neither Kayla nore anyone else was there. Now she’s sitting at her computer desk wearing only a white cotton nightie, she dropped her panties on the floor hours ago. Curious and never having done so, she decides to surf porn sites. Not knowing of specific site names, she Googles the word porn. Suddenly it seems as if thousands of sites pop up. Our next little story concerns what some would call transvestites. These were born male, but felt so much more comfortable dressed as women, the more flamboyantly, the better. One such "fellow" found the perfect job at a bar where the "girls" performed for the patrons, often lip-syncing to popular songs. From now on we'll just use the terms girl, or she, or woman. That makes it easier. Our special friend in this story was a girl who loved to do her own performances, not lip-syncing but doing. Then they began to unpack the foods, laying them on the counter. The aromas smelled strange and enticing to Porter. After all, he had taken all his meals in the wilderness and that fare was rough, even if it was hardy. His stomach growled for everyone to hear.A knock on the door signaled their fourth dinner companion and a fat woman with a mole above her lip on her right side waltzed in unannounced. She was dressed in a blue robe as well. “Husband,” she directed at Teodor, “you made no mention. When he returned to the truck and said it was going to be a while, as he was waiting for a call from his boss. It was cold out so he asked if I wanted to come in and wait. So I went in and was sitting on the couch next to him. He asked if I wanted to see his office, he had built it himself. So I followed him upstairs and he showed me the office. His room was next to it and I peeked in quick, he caught me and asked if I wanted the grand tour of his room. So I followed him in and.