Crap, how did it come to this, anyway? Last year everything was Jake, or Ralph, or something like that. Queen of May or some such shit. School a borin...g load of crap, OK, no surprise there, but the rest of it, well, Jim, and Sam, and Bert and I, well, we made a team.The screwing wasn't too bad, either. Bert, well, he kind of liked boys and girls, but his weenie wasn't big enough to interest anyone. That's why he carried this big-ass knife, I guess. Gotta be a man somehow, you know how that shit. It is not their looks as much as it is their swagger. They would let me know my place and that turned me on.After getting fully dressed, breast forms , wig nails and all I forgot my dildo in the car. I did not want anyone to see me as I am still afraid. I figured I did not have any make up on and I could put on baggy clothes so no one would notice me. I was on the 2nd floor of a motel where the doors are on the outside. I peeked out the door and saw no one su I hurried as fast as I could in 6. So as Tracie was taking a shower Cassie went in and started talking to her. She made sure to tell her mom that I had left to go to the post office to check the mail. While she was talking to her mom, I sneaked outside to look into the window from the outside. I had to time this perfect. Cassie waited till her mom was through showering and drying off then popped the question. Mom do you still Love Me. Tracie shocked said of course why would you ask that. Which Cassie replied because you never. I see your cock twitch. "You are so fucking predictable. Oh well, if you like that..." I grasp the bed-head, and stand over you on the bed. Facing you. You look up at me, over the cincher and up through the valley of my breasts, to the icy expression on my face. You can see the neatly trimmed bush of my sex bisected by the angry red gash of my slavering cunt. I reach down and rub my clitoris. "No. This is no good." I twist my body round. As I do so, the heel of my shoe catches your cock,.