Please, no more. It hurts. Do not this to me. Please. Stop. Oh, please stop.”Tears began to form in Debra’s eyes as the finger worked its way into... her tight asshole. She only felt him stop when she felt his knuckles against the soft flesh of her ass.Robert quickly pulled his finger out of her ass which caused Debra even more pain. He slid his hands up her waist and reached around her body to caress her tits. His hands cupped her breasts as his fingers tweaked her erect nipples. Tears continued. I turned my head to look into Darlene's lust glazed eyes as shesqueezed my hand. Then as I felt ready to move to the next step Irolled over onto my hands and knees. Tim guided her over onto hers andwe were facing each other on the same bed as their tongues began thepleasureful task of making us ready.Without thinking I leaned in and began kissing her, our tongues soondancing in each other's mouths. I braced myself on one hand as I cuppedand massaged her young budding breasts. I was nearly. I walked into my bedroom and found her holding up my nightgown."Sorry." She didn't turn to look at me. "I peeked in and saw this layingon the bed and had to look. Do you always sleep in a nightgown?" Yeah, for the last couple years," I admitted."Do you wear panties when you sleep?" she laid the nightgown back downon the bed and turned to face me."Depends." I tried to act more casual than I was feeling. "I have someshort ones that have a matching panty that I wear sometimes as well." Nice," she. We're selling glamour." I don't want to be a drag queen, either!"Now it was "'King's'" turn, "What? I believe you're mixing your genders, Little Leigh." That's my whole problem!!" Jean cried, 'his' throat going sore again; and, having had enough, 'he' left."Van Dyke didn't die in the movie!" Ben explained, quickly following after. "He pretended to be somebody else, while Garner made him famous!"Despite 'his' feeling, the exclamation marks became more an indication of his mood, not volume. "I.