" Darla saidwith me saying, "But mom I have to be the old Brooke, I might look likeher but there are differences like maturity and she was born a girl......" It looks to me that you were too, I mean born a girl. As for maturityI like this Brooke better; she's unpretentious, a real lady, but ladieshave to keep on their toes with men. She was terrible with men, they'dgive her anything she wanted because she was beautiful, but she neverhad sexual incursions that I know of. She played Robby like a. When I was done I pulled out, my dick withdrawing with a slurp. It wasstreaked with brown that I knew was her feces, but somehow this didn’t disgustme. Her anus disgorged a bubble of brown-tinged semen, which ran down towardsher vagina. I looked at this uncomfortably, vowing that no matter WHAT shethreatened, I wasn’t going to put my tongue THERE. But she had no such plans. She rolled over, so she was sitting on thecarpet, and looked pointedly at me. She stared for a minute, while my. Sonam: You are whacko , but I will do what you say , I am curious to see what you will do to me in public.I liked Sonam she had a bindass attitude. I was not sure how I would make her hot in a food court without embarrassing us.While I was lost in thoughts , Sonam and came and sat opposite me, I pulled her chair closer to me. She opened her purse and showed her lacy bra and panty. I gave her a big grin.I took her hand in my hands and caressed them. Sonam remarked that my hands were soft and. Still, it did surprise -- and shock -- me to see the stranger standing there with you. You both turned and watched me as I approached your car. I reached out my hand, offering you my collar. I didn't feel right, putting it around my own neck.You shook your head, though, indicating that I was to go ahead and slip it on around my neck. I looked at the stranger, then at you. "I can't. Not in front of --" The blur of your hand, followed by the sharp sound of a slap and a cutting sting on my cheek,.