..becoming a woman, not just with you, but all the time I'm alone, and allthe time we're with family, friends, strangers... everywhere we go,everythin... we do... I'll always be Roberta, and Bobby will be goneforever. Everyone else will start treating me as a woman, and I'll haveto think of myself as a woman, too. That's a monumental adjustment,especially for someone who isn't even transsexual to start with. Itcould be traumatic for me. The more I think about it, the scarier itseems." Then stop. Her breasts, significantly larger than Clarice's, overflowed the confines of the bra. "You like?" Clarice asked unnecessarily. Of course I liked. I took the girls out to the pool and got them settled, then excused myself to finish the salad and clean up the kitchen before joining them. By the time I had gotten into the kitchen, the girls had discarded their bras and were applying sunscreen lotion to each other. First Clarice slathered Susan liberally, back and front, as Susan sprawled on one. “I love you too mom and I’ll stay here as long as you need me.”She smiled “Oh baby! You’ve made me so happy!” They resumed their passionate kissing each other’s tongues exploring the other’s mouth. “You’ve taken such good care of me, now let me take care of you” She winked at him then unbuttoned and pulled off his pants and boxers and slide down to her knees in front of him. She tentatively kissed up and down his shaft then took his head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it.“Oh mom…. No sooner had Paul recovered from the initial reaction than Marie pulled the vibrator out, turned the butt plug off, and pronounced, almost clinically, “Your pussy is ready for tonight’s delights.” Marie took Paul’s hand and led him back to the bedroom. Like the living room, this room too was lit with candles. Lying on the bed was an assortment of lingerie, jewelry and a pair of white shoes. “Time to put on your undergarments, my dear,” Marie purred in his ear. “Your maid is here to help you.