In the car, she offered Jordan a needed hug,letting the girl cry herself out. When she finally stopped, Jordan lookedup at Yvette and asked, "Am I a g...rl now? I saw a girl in the mirror, shewas me but she had a boy's haircut. I don't like seeing that, I don'tlike thinking I have to be a boy anymore."She started wailing, forcing Yvette to hug her tighter and kiss herforehead. It was the revelation that she needed, the realization that shewas female inside as well as outside. The days of Jordan. I looked in the mirror and felt a little funny seeing myself in panty hose and a bra. It was kind of a turn-on, though.Next was the blouse, an off white color; and then the skirt, black-black-black; and, finally the shoes. Everything fit me perfectly, even the shoes."You HAVE been planning this, haven't you?" I said."I SURE HAVE." She answered with a self-satisfied look. "O.K., now the make-up!" Make-up?" I sputtered. "Make-up? You have to be k**ding!" Nope, I'm not k**ding." She was emphatic,. I had an opportunity to go visit my son, alone. My husband was taking our daughter out of state. I had been thinking about all this for a while and decided I would pay him a mom's visit. Needless to say, I did not tell my husband or my son. I drove down in the early morning on a Friday, planning to get there after lunch. When I arrived and as I was walking into his dorm building I ran into one of his roommates. He said hi, eyes focused on my breasts, and told me my son was in the room. It was a picture from behind with Lancelot bent over. His tanned ass cheeks were spread and she could see his tiny pucker and hiss massive balls in front of his gorgeous cock. She had never really looked at a man from this angle and she found it surprisingly sexy. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as she thought what it would be like to have his massive balls in her mouth. As her fingers made their way to her swollen clit she then wondered what it might be like to lick his.