And they expect only one thing from me, A nice little Blow job or an asshole fuck. But let me give you a flash back to show you how this all started. ...So there is a guy names Ravi in my room who always keeps mentioning that if only you were born as a girl I would fuck you all day until my cock gets red” to me he was saying that because i have curves similar to a woman and less pubic hair on my body and i used to sleep with only a towel on my body so that i can masturbate every night when i go to. "It's too big," I said."No one will notice since you'll be wearing a shirt that doesn't show offyour cleavage.My cleavage?I pulled on the leggings. Kathy helped adjust them since I had thembunched up every which way."Are you enjoying this?" I asked"I find it just a little amusing," she replied.She handed me the shirt. At least a shirt is a shirt so that wasn't sobad. The sleeves were higher than I'm used to and the torso was moreform fitting.I asked Kathy to tie my hair into a ponytail. I. She was sure that several of the women had little ones, so she would get started on it right away.Sue made the observation that she had more room and would have even more when the expansion was built behind her plant. She would need to work on the space planning.Sue had finished her instrument rating and was itching to take a trip somewhere to use her new knowledge. She asked me if we could take a couple of days and go up to Anchorage to see John, and perhaps stop in to see Dewey and Sheila. I. Sandy’s mother made her a sandwich and some potato salad and sat down to have dinner with her. Sandy told her that she didn’t want to eat with her and that she’d have to wait. Her mother began to clean the kitchen until Sandy was finished. All the while that she was eating; she was watching her mother and thinking about what to do, now that her mother was doing what SHE wanted for a change instead of ordering her around all the time. Sandy knew that her life just got better but she had to think.