The weekends were usually a marathon, leaving all of us sore and exhausted by Sunday evening!I had begun to dress better, showing off my colossal tits... and small frame. With the constant draining that I was getting, random hard-ons were a rare problem.On a side note, the changes to my body from all the sex was noticeable. My once tiny pussy lips were now a healthy normal set, but gladly, not the huge flaps that Leslie had developed and hung down her long thighs. Also, my nipples had gotten a. I’ll just get some lube. It’ll be messy, but it’ll get the job done. I knew Amy kept some around, now to find it. I searched through every drawer in the bathroom. They were all empty. This was very weird. They’d been full that morning. Same with the cupboards under the sink, the medicine cabinet.I was starting to panic. All I could think about was Joe’s cock, his smell, the way I’d felt when he stared at me with pure lust in his eyes. This wasn’t just going to go away. I needed to cum badly.I. Now I was a secret less. She came out, smite cheated and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Thanks for the loan, she said, and disappeared into itself.It went 14 days with a lot of work and little rubber. When I got home on Thursday there was a letter in the mailbox without a stamp. It was from neighbor chick. It was short. If you can put on your rubber clothes hanging in the bathroom and come to me at 4 nex day. Now I was excited but decided to do it.Friday came I put on rubber clothes as she begged. I went home and got a good night sleep.I arrived back at the motel around 7 am on a friday morning. I had my "getting ready to whore ritual" down to about 45 min- an hour or so. I would hook up my laptop to the t.v and play a loop of many short tranny vids I downloaded, get the lighting just right, put the lube, bottle of poppers on the night stand, spread out my panties, stockings, bras, corset, mini skirts, tops ect. Bottle of vodka on the desk with a little bottle of oj. then to the bathroom.