Now that the cups are filled up, I faced the Herculean task of tying the straps behind me. In a matter of seconds I understood that it is no easy task...to strap a bra (offcourse I didn’t then know the easy method the ladies employed). I had to make several attempts to successfully hook the bra straps behind me. But the end result looked divine and sensuous.Looking at the big mirror in front of me, I felt a real lady is standing in front of me in bra and panties, betrayed only by the protruding. I can do the rest myself." "I don't know, mom." I was worried about seeing her naked and was somewhat hesitant but finally agreed. "Well, I guess I can." I knew that I would probably get so excited she would see me with a hardon. Damn, I might even come in my pants, and she would see the big wet stain! My mom was kind of sexy-looking and just thinking about her got me excited. In fact, when I jerked off in private, it was her image I always had in my mind. But then I had quickly realized, she. Ryan is encouraging me to write this. She's very happy having me inher house, but she wants you to know that she insists I call her Mrs.Ryan or ma'am. She said, you only have one mother, Toni.Mrs. Ryan calls me Toni just like you used to do when I was little, butshe wants me to spell it Toni. So around here, no one refers to me asAnthony.It's been almost a year since I had my eighteenth birthday and moved inhere and I am very happy. Mrs. Ryan and I have talked a lot about you andmy father. I’m teasing you.” There was a moment’s silence, before I said calmly, “but I bet there’s something you fantasise about asking a hooker to do.” He made a kind of rattling noise in his throat. I looked at him. He was blushing. “Ha! I knew it! You do! Go on, tell me. I won’t laugh at you, promise.”“No, I don’t, I couldn’t I mean… um…” I leaned closer and whispered in his ear “You never know, it might be something I have always wanted to do too.” I’ll be honest, at this point I was expecting him to.