He handed Ms. Ferguson some money and off we went.Gladys, that’s Ms. Ferguson, said to call her by her name now that I was a woman. It felt kinda ni...ce, being treated all grown up and all, but it still felt weird calling her by her first name. She was really old, like forty or something.We spent half an hour in the aisle that held all the woman’s products. Pads, pads with wings, panty liners, tampons, heavy, medium and light ... so many options! And the questions she asked me! I thought I would. I have to confess that thoughts of that kiss and all that had followed had stayed with me throughout the day; thoughts that ranged from what on earth was I thinking, right through to, will it happen again? When I stepped out to the terrace, I made mental notes about where I stood, positioning myself out of sight from the windows and door to the restaurant; part of my brain arguing that this admirer may not see me and leave me alone, part that this admirer would not be seen with me. At first I. It was torture and I knew it."That's not fair," Kim stepped forward but I stepped back."You're going to have to wait." I held my hand up and stopped her. "I'll be back tonight. Besides, you should be getting those photos together for the magazine."She rolled her bottom lip out, disappointed.I chuckled. "You're such a girl."She grinned.We were in the kitchen finishing our coffee when I heard the car horn. I kissed Kim, grabbed my bag, and headed for the door."What do you want for dinner?" Kim. After a few minutes, he moved his hands on my head and slathered his lips. So, I knew I made progress on bringing down his defense walls, but he felt the confidence to bring some more up as well. As I saw that, I couldn't turn down the challenge to make him cum faster by thrusting faster."Oh, yes, step-sis, that's good. That's the spot, and you're hitting it perfectly, I swear. I knew I had a thing for Asian women, but shit, you're dynamite of a woman."I smiled and reveled in the joy of.