They put them in the children’s section. The dressy dresses, the redistribution center took those to “the awkward side of town“ and passed them ...ut to stunted growth girls with the admonition to pass them on when out grown.Women’s clothes never go out of style on Cassandra because they are purpose driven. Men’s styles? They change at the drop of a stitch, the flip of a wrist or a droop of an eyelid. I was going to Chaos; I wasn’t worried about fashion.The only thing I brought from home was me. We continued fucking for sevral hours on the couch then she collapsed as she took my full load deep in side her, after a while we got up and she led me up the stairs and into the bathroom we had a shower together, then she took me into her bed room and as she pulled back the covers and laid on the bed she spred her legs and asked me to make love to her. Her pussy was so inviting and my cock was almost fully erect again so as I mounted her and slipped my cock back into her pussy this young woman. Krissi had her ankles locked behind his back, her arms were around his shoulders and neck, and she was rising to meet his every down-thrust. Her nipples were sticking straight out of her nipples and her eyes were totally focused on his face. He was staring at her as he thrust. It looked like a lot more fun than what she'd just done.He gradually began to speed up and Krissi matched him. They were both making noises. Then she closed her eyes, her mouth opened, her hands grew white against his. "Well?!" you snap, grabbing my attention."Yes? I think I was good." I'm kinda questioning myself, leaving it open for you to decide. It's probably better that way."You think you were a good girl? That kind of answer makes it sound like you are guilty!"Oh no, here we go. I knew leaving the answer open like that had the possibility of leading to this, but I left it open for this reason. After all, everyone here is here for a show right? So I might as well play along like last time, and give them.