MarieMarie was down for a bank holiday weekend. They are always the messiest as its just non stop drinking and banging for the sisters. It was around ...9pm on the Monday night id been working all weekend and had not been home long when I got a txt from Marie. HI SEXY PLS PLS PLS CAN YOU GIVE ME A LIFT. IM MEETING ##### AT HIS HOUSE BUT TAXI WILL COST ME A FORTUNE. KAT SAYS SHE WILL MAKE IT WORTH UR WHILE. THANKS XXXX. I txt her back and said okay no problem and she txt back where she was and. ’ ‘Honey, we need to talk.’ She looked hard at me and said, ‘Am I in trouble?’ ‘No, but maybe I am.’ I explained about the transfer, needing to move and as much of the dynamics of all that as I knew. She asked, ‘I’ll graduate in Denver, not here?’ I nodded. ‘What does Mom think?’ ‘Mom’s been too busy to discuss it. I’m guessing she’ll have lots to say when she gets home. Speaking of her coming home, can I get your help making dinner? Donna will be home at seven.’ ‘Sure.’ Tina liked the idea of. He was gone for what seemed like forever, but it was probably just a few minutes. Once I thought I heard him coming — I could hear sounds quite well in surrounding parking lot since he'd left the front windows cracked open several inches — but then I realized I was just hearing the conversion of a couple of skeezie guys leaving the club for home, probably to release their over-stimulated libidos on their long-suffering wives. I felt a wave of fear for a few moments when I thought about how. I had a red choker around my neck and I carried a little red purse (which contained my car keys, money, a small dildo and lube). "Good luck, girlie," the clerk said to me as he took my money and handed me the receipt. "'Course, dressed like that, you won't need it." I stuffed the receipt into the little purse and turned on my heel to go into the theater. "I'm not really a girl, you know," I said as I snapped the purse shut. The clerk's eyes fairly popped out of his head. "Day-yumm!" he said..