All theright reasons as well if that makes sense, and frankly thatis what's bugging me. So thank you for that!" She said"You're welcome." I said."Okay..., here it is! That club your looking at is down town,near fifth and Berger. It's owned by a self proclaimedqueen... as in drag queen... She calls herself the Queen ofTarts."Those tarts she's referring to, and has a passion for, areadult little girls. You are looking at her on the leftthere, that other, one of those adult little girls." Shesaid and. We were still so upset over Carmen's hospital stay that we spent as much time as possible with her and let our war with the Sharks slide until Carmen came home. That painful interlude lasted three days before Carmen was released. I paid the bills while the women fussed over Carmen and got her dressed to come home. She rode with Matilda and me in the red pickup while Jenny and Mary used Mary's pickup to get home.There was a great hustle and bustle as they got Carmen into bed with orders from the. She took off her good clothing and slipped on the tee shirt."What should I wear on my feet?" she called from the bedroom."Barefoot will be OK," he shouted back.When she came out in the baggy shirt, about a hundred sizes too big for her, hanging down past her knees, she laughed and spread her arms wide and said, "Tah-Dah!"Smiling, he waved her over and said, "Here. Let me fix that so it won't fall all over you." Tying a knot at her right hip, the neck hole stretched down, showing most of her. "Like this?" she asked, as her hand began to jerk my cock. Up and down, holding my foreskin in her grasp as it slipped back and forth across the hardened piece of meat."Oh God, that feels so good!" I muttered, watching this beautiful young woman stroke my cock. Having your own hand stroke yourself off is a great feeling, but actually having the wonderful feel of someone else touching and jerking you off is something else entirely."Do you like that?" Amy asked."Yes, it feels amazing!" I replied,.