You will enjoy this too,” Jane said. “Come on intomy room. Mom won’t be home for two or three hours.”Don reluctantly followed ...the two girls. He was stillwearing the pink panties.Neither Judy nor Jane had any real sexual experienceother than a few orgasms from masturbation. They knew themechanics of sex and like to talk about boys. They hadeven watched a few porno tapes one of the girls had.Today though their fun was going to be a littledifferent. They were going to play. " Okay, maybe not boring, but that feeling I had when my makeup was just,perfectly on point? Or when I saw a new sale? That feeling of being thecenter of attention in a room full of hungry men? Those were goodfeelings. Sure, who I am now is a little put off by it all, but thatdoesn't mean they felt any less good. And you know what? I'm not afraidto say it. I enjoyed being a girl. Inside, where it counted. I enjoyedbeing soft and vulnerable and strong all at the same time, and I enjoyedit way. April looked with pleading eyes at her mother as the headphones were placed back over her ears and shoved and teased her to start dancing. She was too embarrassed to look at her father with his cock exposed as it was.Tears of shame began to flow as she started dancing and moving her body to the rhythm of the beats playing in her head. The gang soon began to taunt her to begin stripping what little she had on.Her parents could barely control the hurt and anger as they watched their daughter. "I'm John. You must be Doe." I am. You must be my long lost uncle. It's a pleasure to meet you, Uncle John," she says, kissing me on the lips and wrapping her arms around me."The pleasure's mine," I say, returning the kiss and hug. "Now how about we go to the bar and get to know each other better?" Sure," she replies, winking at me. "I know what you want from the look in your eyes." Grabbing my hand, she leads me to the bar and orders a drink for her, and I order a rum and coke. I get a better.