She was a great hair cutter, and really good at business. She was very proud that she could, in her words, “stand on my (her) own two feet.” That�...��s what she taught me to do. I also stand on my own two feet. I didn’t depend on Jim for anything, really. I could always just leave him, and be OK. Why did it take me so long?Mom was a superstar single mom and she worked so hard to stay alive until she saw me graduate from college. Goddamn pancreatic cancer.So, yeah, I drove west. That first day I got. It had been all of a 20-second conversation, but I was rock-hard and leaking pre-cum. I knew my roommate Mike wouldn’t be home for another two hours, so I knew I’d have to handle the “problem” myself. I went to my bedroom, dressed as Vicky: big (about G-cup) tits, a wavy platinum-blonde showgirl wig, black nylon blouse, red panties, black hose and heels, no nails (they are such a pain, so I usually don’t bother with them), and two dongs – one 8-incher with balls and a suction cup base, and one. " She laughed cruelly at Charlie's embarrassment.Dana couldn't even swallow. His heart was in his throat; he could hear it pounding between his ears. When he and Charlie had hatched their scheme it had seemed so simple. Everyone knew that Karen Bagmen was the school slut and that for the right price a guy could lose his virginity with her.Now that it was happening, however, Dana was so nervous he wasn't even sure that he still had a boner. He cautiously reached down to check and was relieved to. Mary had told the desk she was expecting her husband but gave my first name. Armed with the key I made my way to the room with a dozen yellow roses in my hand. The door swung open into a living room with a fantastic view of the still snowy mountains. Laying the roses down I called out for Mary. I did not hear an exact response more a guttural moan or gasp. That was followed by "Good you are here. Come in Del." I was not prepared for the sight in the bed. Mary was laying, naked, a toy humming.