I had been in these cloths enough for today; it was time to get out of them. I went into the bedroom and stripped, King was right behind me trying to ...eep his snout under my skirt. I know one thing for sure this dog had a one-track mind like most men that I know. I stood at the end of my bed taking off my blouse and skirt laying them on the bed. All the time King was behind me licking and trying to get at me again. I guess his persistence just paid off for him because I said "Oh what the hell,. I usually content myself with a smear of omega 3 margarine. I could almost feel my arteries harden and five pounds attach themselves to my butt. Yum! If the coffee was a little weak, so what. I could last another two days.I spent some time after I got in bed last night, and a little more after breakfast this morning, going over a few journals and photo albums I found in Georgia’s room. I stuck them in my bag thinking that I’d slip out with them and only show them to Grover if they were. She said, “Tera lund to dekhte hi main pagal ho gayi thi,teri biwi bahut khush nasib hogi”. Main bola,”Mom terse jyada nahin kyunki ab main tujhe bahut maze dunga”I kissed her lips,our tongues met and my mom continued stroking my cock. We went out. I sat down on bed and made her sit on my lap. I was sucking her boobs and she was slowly masturbating me. She shreiked, “Ahhhhh aram se chus thoda dard ho raha hai”I made my mom sit on her knees in front of me,I took my cock and took it near her. "You eeenter of your own freee weeel," I said, in my bestBela Lugosi imitation.She frowned. "No, Honey, this is serious. You've femmed up verynicely, but I've just been easing you into things. This next phaseis going to be an all-out frontal attack on your masculinity. Youhave to know that and be willing to accept it."Not exactly an incitement to forge ahead, was it? Nevertheless, Istopped clowning, got up my courage, and said Yes. I was curiousabout just exactly what form that "frontal attack".