"You're kidding," she answered questioningly, a totally perplexed look on her face."No. They want the skirt to look as good as possible, with nothing ...nderneath to get in the way." Gee, I don't know..." Hey, I can prove it to you how much better it'll look that way." And just how are you gonna do that?" I'll take a few pictures of you with the panties on, then a few with them off. We'll compare how they look and you can see for yourself." By the little twinkle in her eyes, I knew her curiosity. .. row ... center.”“Oops, sorry, Mom. I got distracted.”I stood there holding the doorknob, looking into the darkened room, “That’s okay, I should have knocked.” I could not move as I watched my son casually put his cock back in his pants, zip-up, walk over to his computer, and start typing. I saw the theater website come up and figured it was safe to join Ron at his computer. I got as far as Ron’s window, glanced out, and saw Abram Goldberg on his back with his head between his wife’s legs. He. For the first few nights she would allow me some privacy time to put on my pajamas first and then get into bed. Then, when it was time for her to change into her night gown, she used her spare bedroom. And after changing, she would used her bathroom across from me before getting into bed. But for some reason when she did, she never completely closed the door and I could hear her peeing into the toilet as clear as anything. And I can still remember to this day listening to her pee-stream hissing. Would you like that? Would youlike to go shopping with aunt Madge, shopping for dresses, high heels,nylons and plenty of pretty, lacy lingerie? Maybe you'd like to go to abeauty salon too, hummm? Would you like to have your hair all done up ina nice and feminine style? We could have your nails done!" Or maybe wecould convince your parents that you are really a girl trapped in thebody of a boy! We could start you on female hormones so you'd startgrowing real breasts and then we could turn you.