.. The finishing touches were a gold bracelet and large hoopgold earrings, and finally I slipped my feet into 4" pointed toe blackstilettos.It was 7:3...0 by the time I pulled into the hotel lot, "Damn" I said out loud, his car wasn't thereIt would be just my luck he would have some late night meeting or dinnerengagement, or even worse he was out chasing trannies again.I parked on the street so as not to draw too much attention, lit acigarette and waited for what seemed to be forever. In this case. My bulge was pressing on her ass through her tight khaki pants from behind.She hurriedly disconnected the call, reasoning that an important call had come. She threw the phone on the bed and started moaning with her head tilted backward.My hands grabbed her tummy, which was hard and fit. I could smell the aroma from her body. I held her tummy tight from behind with a tight hug with her head resting on my shoulder. I slowly moved back on the bed till her head slumped onto my lap.I cupped her face. She swam a little in it and the sleeves came down almost to her fingertips.When Emily came out a minute later, you could hear conversations fizzling out to watch her. She was taller than Rebecca by at least four inches, and the skirt looked much shorter on her. She walked to the table, turned around once, slowly, and sat down next to Nathan"So," she said, grinning, "do I win, or do I have to cross my legs to make my point?"Jason flicked his eyes over at Rebecca and cleared his throat. "Well, I. “By the way, how does it feel to be a sister-fucker, my former son? Proud of it? You’re no better than the worst white trash, fucking your own damn flesh and blood, just like your father. It suits the Antichrist, though, as the Book of Daniel calls him a ‘vile person,’ which you definitely are. As you can see, you mistakenly let Vince and Duane into your house, and they were, pardon the phrase, Trojan horses for you. Get it, Trojan man?” my legal father mocked me now, with his real sons.