Marilyn's Family Reunion

The warm humid September air blew through the windows of the speeding silver Nissan Pathfinder as it cruised along the Belt Parkway. With the Marshall Mathers LP blaring out the stereo, Sharilynn whipped her SUV along as the wind whipped her ponytail and her plain white t-shirt. As little Mai lay sleeping in the child seat up front, Marilyn sprawled in the back, wearing a pink suit jacket with a matching knee length skirt, bra, stockings and heels and reading the text of her latest porno pictorial.

"Ooh, yeah. I being hot for you. I wish that you were sucking my cock. Ain't nothing I like more that taking big dicks up my ass," she read out in a humorously stiff voice. "Gripping realism as you can so clearly see," she sarcastically intoned before rolling over onto her stomach, falling out in laughter.

"Hey, don't knock that stuff," Shari screamed out over the system blaring 'Criminal' while looking into the rear view mirror. "It's taking care of little Mai here right?"

"True. It's not every day that some hormones and a few funky genes fucking up my endocrine system creates a person that seems ripped out of an anime. I'm blessed…and not in the way you're thinking, YOU PERV!" said Marilyn, ending in a humorous tone.

"Trust me," Shari chuckled back. "I know that too well. More that siblings are supposed to know each other."

"True dat." Marilyn's humorous tone turned serious as she looked out the window. "You know, you aren't gonna be know me too well soon. I can't wait to meet Kat at the airport. We're finally gonna be a family….as normal as one headed by a shemale porn model and a deaf, um, little girl can be."

"Aw, don't sweat it," Shari replied as she motored through the Brooklyn wetlands. "In 20 minutes, you'll be meeting her at Kennedy. And don't sweat Mai too much. I know you have some reacquainting to do that ain't proper for youngins to be around."