I spot a movement through the undergrowth and move closer. It is my gorgeous mature lady. She is sitting on a fallen tree trunk. Her blouse is undone ...and she is pulling on her nipples with one hand while her skirt is hitched up around her waist and she is rubbing her pussy with the other hand. I move to wher I have the best view and undo my trousers and drop them to my ankles and begin to stroke my now very hard cock. I edge even closer until I am sure that she can see me too and continue. She wanted to get fuck. Hard. Straightening her hair, and applying light make-up she completed her look with bright red lipstick. She had to admit looking in the mirror now she was a complete goddess. Now all that was left was the lucky man. A few days ago she had heard about this new club that had opened up. It was downtown a few blocks from the mall. Her friend had already gotten to go, and had absolutely loved it. It was as good as any place to start. After she had all night. Hunting down a. She handed me aportfolio with the pictures that had been taken along with a Disc whichalso contained the pictures in a digital format."You're very photogenic Michelle," Sandy said with a smile, "Have youthought about being a model?" she looked at me, "Because I think thatyou are perfect for being the poster girl for 'FauxGirls'," her smilewas infectious, "And we feel that we should use real transgender girlsrather than real girls."I paused in thought, "I haven't thought about being a model," I. She would call first to give us a few minutes to get ready. That was a polite way to tell us to get dressed before my father got home.I took Tabitha straight up to my bedroom. She entered and kissed me. When I asked her if she really wanted to go through with it she said yes. I cautioned her that she was only fourteen years old and she said that she was old enough. I asked her about birth control and she said that she had been on the pill since soon after her first period. I was done trying to.