F.E. for, anyways?" Christie bitched. Christie was always bitching, it seemed to Chad. She was developing into one of those types of girls.As she work...ed her way out of the bramble patch she had blindly stepped into, he shook his head at her choice of clothing. Where he had worn blue jeans, hiking boots, and an old t-shirt, she had on a thin baby-blue halter top, white shorts that were way too short, exposing most of her long legs to the brambles and weeds of the path, and white tennis shoes.. His humiliation would alsohelp salve her wounded pride.The first thing she did was throw out his boxer shorts and replace them withfrilly nylon panties. The boy's lower lip trembled as he was introduced tothem, but he was in no position to argue. Each day in school he had to hidethe gaily colored panties as he used the boy's room. Gym wasn't a problem ashis aunt had had him excused.But the panties were only the first step. Girls tee shirts, kneesocks andpenny loafers replaced his own. His hair. Before I knew it, I was being just as honest with her as I was being with myself. Somehow, she clicked my filter to the 'off ' position, and gave me a signed permission slip to be my real self. As fucked up or perfect as I was, that shit was powerful. Just like she was. Just like WE were. I wouldn't let her hit the ground if I were falling myself.We fucked other people and didn't apologize for it. However, we didn't discuss it either. She would be happy to talk about other men with me and she. Feeling his cock throbbing inside her sex Alyssa cums again, this time her knees go weak she would fall if Jack wasn't holding her up by the hips as he is. They're both suddenly brought out of their orgasmic high, hearing loud applauds coming from Brad and Grace who just suddenly imagine themselves as spectators at a live sex show. Jack pulls away from Alyssa then stumbles over to Grace where he gives her an affectionate kiss. Back on the floor Alyssa is just too warn out to stand, feeling.