“What do you mean?”Cyra sighs. “I planned on using Brady as a scapegoat in all of this. But the more I think about it, the more he seems like th...e real mastermind.”“Brady wants to be the head of the family, sure,” Eris admits, shaking her head. “But to plan and do all this?”“And why not?” Cyra asks.“What will happen to him?” Eris asks, her hand slipping to her back.“The same thing that was to happen to you,” her mother says simply. “Why should he be any different?”“Because I don’t want that,”. Of course, we can't let anyoneknow that I am Jack." "This is true. I guess, if we called you Jackie, someone mightfigure that you're in disguise some how. Any ideas on a name for you?" "Hmm, I don't know. It has to be something completely differentfrom my real name..." "How about Brenda?" "Nah, it sounds too... I don't know, I don't like it." "Something cute to go with your new image... How 'bout Kimmy?" "Kimmy... Yeah, Okay. Kimmy it is." Jack said. "For tonight, I'llbe a woman named Kimberly. "Damn," she thought to herself as she waited for him, "I know my place isn't much to look at, but this place is a real hole!" She put her hands in her lap as she sat there, afraid to touch anything. She could hear him rummaging around in the bathroom and soon he came back into the main room. He grabbed up a clean change of clothes and stuffed it into his daypack along with his razor and bathroom essentials. "Okay that should do me for the night," he said. "Are you sure?" she said, looking at. My eyes travel up and down my curvy body. I'm 5ft 2in tall, but my body is chubby and endowed nicely. My hands rise to cup my 42c tits lightly and thumb the hardening nipples quickly. Breathing heavily as I move one of my hands down to cradle my plump pussy in its palm. Using the heel of my hand, I rub against my throbbing clit. My smooth pussy becomes wet quickly, so I slip two fingers deep into my pussy. Because of what my hands were doing to my body, my release rapidly approached.I picture.