." he hesitated notwanting to offend but even more so, not wanting to use the word inreference to his body, "around my breasts?" he asked."Liposuction...cannot be used in that area of the body," she informed."Breast size can be reduced but it is a major surgical procedure."Johnny looked again at "his breasts" and determined that he would stickto his diet like his very life depended upon it. The fear of losing hismasculine identity far surpassed the remote future possibility of anearly grave. There’s no body for his people to bury and no real closure. Dad’s belongings at our house suddenly seemed sparse, consisting of some clothes, his 2004 Mustang, and the tools he used to work on the Mustang. That’s what he drove when he was home. He didn’t let me use it very often and he never let Cathy take it out. I used it to take all his clothes to the Goodwill store.Being home was bittersweet for Cathy and me. Mom had loved Dad, and that didn’t magically go away just because she found out he. The breasts on the front ofthe suit were nothing but empty sacks slumped down against his torso,and the hips and ass of the suit hung in loose folds, but in other spotsthe suit was extremely tight. It was over a foot shorter than his ownbody, but somehow it seemed to accommodate. Sean lifted the empty maskup from where it dangled down his front, feeling a kinky desire tofinish the disguise quickly. He spread the back seam wide, and plungedthe empty face across his own, feeling the soft, warm. I kiss you again, our tongues once again wrestling for dominance. With your wrists pinned above your head in my hands, however, I'm confident you aren't going anywhere. I continue kissing your cheeks, your jawline, down to your throat when I take a few nips of my own before continuing south. I kiss and lick all over your collar bone and chest, slowing down and kissing softer and more closely together once I reach your breasts. I want to make sure to get my lips and tongue on every last inch of.