”“That’s great.”“Yeah. But…I’d feel bad going knowing you won’t be there.”Steve hunched his shoulders and looked away. “Actually�...�I joined. My initiation was last month.”Cassie started. “But you told me you were going to turn it down. You’re allowed to if you want to, right?”He kept looking away. “Sure, but hardly no one ever does. My dad talked to me about it and I decided I had to join after all. Everyone in my family has always joined. I didn’t want breaking the tradition to be the last thing. I could have a dress on, so that I don't need to wear any panties and you can slip your fingers in me when we are driving along. We could always pull over for a bit, in one of the country lanes and stop, so we could kiss a bit and begin to touch each other. Not going too far, as it would spoil the anticipation. We could have long, slow, sensual kisses, and touch each other slowly and gently, exploring and teasing, before becoming more urgent and frenzied. We would have to stop, so we could. He sat on the top tier near to where I was on the bottom one. After a few minutes of awkward silence, I reached up and felt his large balls and fondled them. He then opened his towel, showing his hard dick, telling me to suck it. I immediately began to French kiss the large head after I skinned back the foreskin. He obviously enjoyed it based on the sounds he was making but wanted more as he forced my head down, forcing me to deep throat him.Luckily, I have the ability to not gag, so, within. Once dressed I put on a blondewig with ringlets and some makeup and I was ready. I looked inthe mirror and was immediately glad I was wearing this outfit asit looked incredibly sexy with my frilly panties exposed if Ibent the slightest amount.We kissed passionately and I took the opportunity of exploringher outfit. Beneath her satin top she was naked with her nipplessticking out like bullets and as I touched them she shuddered inmy arms."I need to check to see if you need your nappy changed," I.