She also wore a short (at least she seemed to think) white skirt, which brushed up against the top of her knees, blowing in the slight draft. As she e...ntered her Red Oldsmobile Alero (a gift on her 16th birthday from her mother) she turned on the radio, and started to sing along with some female country singer which she wasn't familiar with, as she hated country.After a few minutes of driving she pulled up next to a blue Ford truck in a driveway of a house she did not recognize. She got out of. She’s got the sexiest body I have ever seen. I just sit looking at her and attempt to talk but nothing coming out. She says, “Like what you see?” I finally manage to say, ”I think she’s the sexiest girl I have ever seen.” With that she moves over to stand right in front of me. I look her up and down from her toes to her head. Her pussy is shaved and looks damp. Her tits are wonderful, not to big or to small. Her nipples are standing out straight and look delicious. I reach out and grab her ass. Yours is very pretty. I could, well, you probably wouldn’t want to hear what I’d like to do. Sorry if I spooked you. Thanks again.”“Yeah, well, that’s okay. I guess I’ll see you around.”“See ya.”I turned to Sue.“Do I look gay?”She shrugged. “That wouldn’t be a bad thing.”“Being gay?”“Looking gay. They generally groom themselves much better than straight guys.”“I take showers and keep myself clean. Maybe my clothes are drab but I can’t find any real fashionable clothes in my size.”“There’s. “Drink?” she asked.“Whisky,” I said.“Please?” She sounded like our mother!“Whisky please,” I said petulantly and then couldn’t help laughing; she really did sound exactly like our mother, and I sounded like her little boy.She got me what she knew was the best malt in my collection and a small jug of water, so I knew I was forgiven but was in for a lecture. Then she sat opposite me with a white wine.“Rod–”“Please Cassie, no more,” I begged. “Leave it alone, I’ve had enough for tonight.”“OK,” she.