I smiled at her. I knew her from the Church. Melody liked to tell the story about the day of her sixteenth birthday when she met our Gods, Mark and Ma...ry, in the South Hill Mall's Old Navy store. Melody and her mom had been shopping when they were honored to be our Gods' lovers. Maya tried to rise up, but Melody grabbed her short, black hair and held Maya's mouth to her pussy."Keep licking, pee-slut!" purred Melody. "I'm almost there!" Pee-slut?" I asked."Mmm, Maya and a few other girls were. All he'd said was that it sounded like a good idea, and it had, too.His mum's idea was simple. If he really wanted to be in a position to help Shahia, then maybe he should walk a mile in her shoes: for a week, he would act as a single parent to Jay and Bec. His parents would still be around to proffer advice, but that would be all. Chris had complained that it wasn't an exact match, because he had to feed his mum and dad as well, but his mum had just smiled and agreed it wasn't an exact match;. “Well where is it?” he asked.I just tapped the side of my head and got into the passenger seat.He put one of his Sinatra CDs on and I sat back to listen, it wasn’t exactly my taste but I doubt my Dad was ever going to play Meat Loaf or Led Zep.We were heading up the hill towards the Saddleworth exit on the M62 when it came on, I didn’t really notice the verse, but suddenly, I noticed what Sinatra was singing.“But Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week I sing the song that I sang for. As Nikki showered he took great care to shave his cock and balls but also around his boycunt. When finished Nikki massaged moisturiser into all his personal places and dressed in his wonderful new lingerie. Then Nikki stood in front of the full length mirror his wife used and couldn’t help thinking to himself “well Gurl you do look fucking hot as well as this lovely sensation of feeling a million dollars”.Nikki knew though that he could not dress in a skirt and blouse as he would not be.