..I couldn't." "I--I can't believe this! It's like the Twilight Zone!" I blurted in a dizzydaze. "You're really a guy?? A boy--guy?" "As much ... boy as you," Stacey said almost regrettably, but thatstatement helped jar my ego and sting my macho dignity. "No. NOT like you! If you're really a guy that means you're a faggotand a fairy gay dude, right??" I lashed out and Stacey hung her head. "Maybe...I--I don't know what I am. I know is that--that ever since Isaw you I had a crush. Under them I wore tiny white cotton panties and a padded white bra. I would hide these under my wardrobe by removing a wooden panel and would parade around the house in them when Mum worked the night shift or during the day when I locked the doors knowing I wouldn’t be disturbed.As I’d never known my Dad since birth I had grown up fast fending for myself and was a good cook. Mum had met a fit, muscular Irish guy with black hair and big arms and introduced him One day as I was getting ready to. I was there kneeling with a stranger’s cock in my mouth ! Surprised , I turned my head towards Diane with a cock still in my mouth , shock was in her face , so did Tony . Diane stepped backwards and ran away. I stood up and ran after her leaving Tony fixing his pants up. I found Diane standing on the last steps of the stairs , she was facing away with the palm of hands covering her mouth , her face still in shock, I slowly approached her , afraid and thinking twice on what I must do and. She was amazed that these resorts really existed and told me there was no way she would have enough nerve to do anything like that. I explained to her she was doing exactly that right now, doing the usual things that one does except doing it in the nude! “Wow Mrs. C.! I’m learning so much from you and didn’t realize that older people did this stuff. There’s no way my mom would ever tell me about any of this stuff.” She explained. “By the way Tami, do your nipples feel better after you looked.