”It was all getting a bit much for poor Kate, who sat back, put her hand inside her panties and starting rubbing gently. It was really turning me on... to know that I was turning her on like this.I turned back round to face her, and one by one undid the buttons on the front of my dress until I could slip it off and let her see me in my black stockings with the matching bra and panty set I had chosen to keep me feeling horny today: almost as lacy as Kate's sweet lingerie, my nipples poking through. Marryanne just laughted and told me that it is something you have to get used to. On the way to the party I told her about my childhood. I told her about my twin sister and how two of my older sisters had dressed me as a girl and they did it till they left home. I had foregotten about the incident when I was 13. That part of me was still burried afraid to come out. Marryanne couldn't believe what I was telling her. She wanted to know how long it had been since I had done anything like. He put his hands below my ass cheeks and lifted me up. Now his face was exactly on my crotch. He was looking up and thus his opened mouth which was exactly fit on the triangle of my thin cloth covered crotch. I feel my pussy was leaking.Still I was one inch short from my goal. He just lifted his legs up and the knot of the lungi unveiled and started falling down. He tried to catch his lungi with one of his hands which was holding me. Due to my weight, I was slipped from his other hand and slid. He was gone.Her relief was short-lived as she heard the back door slam and then slam again. She ran to the open window to see the blond man turn down the alley and Wesley come off the back porch. She leaned out the window and yelled.“He has a knife, Wes. Don’t chase him!”Wesley turned and looked up at her in surprise, torn for a moment between whether to pursue the intruder or to be sure that Rebecca was unharmed. In an instant, his priorities were straight and he charged back into the house.