"It's not my chubby cheeks or my rabbit buck teeth...or the fact that my eyes are made up..." She sighed. "I've been alteringmy body's chemistry."I th...ought for a few seconds, she used the time to finish her cigaretteand then said "I've been taking hormones. I take them from my mom, shegot them when she had her hysterectomy. She decided not to use them butstill filled the prescription. I've been taking double the recommendeddose for over a year now. That's why my voice sounds so feminine.. No man had ever spoken to her so bluntly in the bed, on her first date. Ever since Larry and she divorced, she had spent practically every evening in this bar or the other of the city’s downtown area. It had been definitely an antidote to her loneliness and the emptiness of the house, once called a home.When Larry left, he removed the soul from everything in the house and left the empty casings only plus a ton of memories. Every piece of furniture, every item, every room and everything had its. I’d gotten a little drunk at the bonfire so Hannah had to drive us home since she didn’t have anything. It was actually kinda weird; she usually drinks as much as I do. So we’re in the car and I’m slumped against the seat facing Hannah. “Guess who I saw at the game earlier,” I tried to be disinterested but there was a huge smile on my face. “Who was that?” she asked me. She had a small smile on her lips. “I saw your brother,” I giggled as I added, “naked.” Suddenly Hannah’s face got really red.. Once the coast was clear, Carrie dropped to her knees, reached up into my jean skirt, slid my wet panties down my legs and started licking my pussy, Her tongue felt so good as it touched my clit. My eyes rolled to the back of my head she felt so good. We were in our own world, like yesterday when we didn’t notice her dad enter the room, we failed to notice that Mrs. Toomy entered the bathroom. Unlike Carrie’s dad she had no desire to join us.“What is going on here?” Mrs. Toomy yelled. We stared.