Mom threw dad out of my room while I got ready for my debut, then Istarted getting dressed.Now, I knew I was a boy, yet I also knew that I was a girl,... a girl that Ihad somehow come to like. I got dressed starting with outrageously thinwhite panties, a bra that pushed up, together, and out, and waistcincher. A garterbelt with white hose, then came two layers ofpetticoats. As mom helped me get the dress over my hair I let it settleinto place. The two thin straps on my shoulders held up very. I was smothered in her essence, I could smell her all around me, I loved that smell. As we pulled up to Day's house, so did a black Mercedes. The guy who jumped out had to be Day's dad, they looked just alike. The girl who climbed out of the passenger's side couldn't have been more than 25, obviously not Day's mom. The guy stumbled over to my car, clearly inebriated, he reached out to my closed window wanting to shake hands, "Young man, you treating my baby girl right?" "Of course, sir." I. I shuffled the cards and dealt the first round. We weren’t playing for money, so the there was no ante. Being the dealer, I choose to play five card stud. “Ok, girls. How many cards you need?” I asked. “Two,” Brandy said. “I’ll take three,” Amy said. I dealt the cards and took three myself. After the round, Brandy laid down a pair of jacks, while Amy had trips. Luckily, I had ace high full house and won the first hand. We were still sober, so the dares were relatively tame. “Amy, I want you to. Nothing seemed to ruffle him. The waitress led us to a private table for two near the fireplace. My Sir pulled the chair out for me and as I sat I forced the plug deeper in my ass. Thomas ordered us champagne and we toasted to a good evening of fun and love. "Happy 30th Birthday, Angel! Let's toast to many more birthdays together!"With that I felt an amazing buzzing on my clit. The slow and steady hum against my sensitive spot intensified as he reached over and gave my hand a squeeze. "Oh.