What hours I had remaining, I had devoted to working as the hostess at the upscale lounge I was employed at, but those shifts were not nearly long eno...ugh and I was always teetering on the edge of being completely broke. Liana was accustomed to giving me loans while nodding to me with a wry smile. “You’re wearing yourself down for nothing, Alison. Let me know when you want my help with some contacts. I know you will eventually. Why serve others at that bar that you work all night at when you. She was right and I knew it. "Between now and the party I'll see just how feminine you are, and where I think you need it, you'll get a crash course on how to be a lady. That means how to walk, act, mannerisms, talk, and so on. Today all we are going to do is buy you your own panties and a few new bras besides whatever we decide you need for the dress we select." "Do I have any say in what dress we buy?" "Of course dear, but I have a certain style in mind, and if we can find it and it looks. I’d like to see him,’ Janey admitted. ‘So will you come over for lunch?’ Brad asked hopefully. ‘Ummm,’ Janey sounded indecisive as she thought for several seconds, ‘okay, I’ll um be there in about …ummm, an hour?’ ‘That’ll be perfect,’ Brad said with a huge grin as he glanced down at Ren. He noticed that ‘Tanaya had come out of the house and was walking towards Ren while she shaded her eyes and looked up at him on the roof. ‘I’ll see you in about an hour,’ Brad said and then hung up. He looked. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old. This is a somewhat standalone story, but I highly recommend that you read all other chapters anyway. ******************** 6A: San Diego to Milwaukee, winter 1968-69 I stayed at my.