Got that? Easy enough?"They both nodded, Amy with much more vigor than her mother."Amy, the first things I want you to wear are a couple of outfits yo...u picked for school, and Brenda your first couple should be work clothes. Then you can model your other outfits, starting with your longest skirts and dresses and then work back until you are modeling the shortest things you bought, okay?"They both nodded again and left to change. While they were gone I went to the kitchen and grabbed a high. We were both relieved to finally be done with freshman year, and we thought about inviting some more friends over, but his parents were divorced and he would be leaving tomorrow to spend a month with his mom on the east coast, so we decided we would hang out just the two of us that afternoon. “When’s your dad getting home?” I asked. I liked his dad; he was funny and liked to hang around us occasionally, not to mention he was one of the most attractive men I had ever met. I liked hanging out. A thought crossed his mind - maybe this was him being punished forthat sort of chauvinistic attitude.Back when Alan was a man, he'd insisted the women in his life dress toplease. He expected his girlfriends to always wear a thong or g-string,and a sexy bra that accentuated their assets. As he thought back to hisdemanding former self, he barely noticed his body slipping a light blueg-string up his legs and attaching a lacy baby blue push up bra to hispert tits. Alan screamed internally. He did. I challenged him to a beer bong challenge, for those who don’t know what it is it’s a big jug of beer connected to a tube and you have to skull it down, the guy happily accepted my challenge and introduced himself as Tony.Tony and I held the tubes at our mouths and at the count of three we downed the beer I took it down my throat way before he did, by the time he downed his beer he was already smashed enough to be fucked luckily for me my alcohol tolerance is high.I led Tony towards an empty.