"All of it; the FBI, the murders, everything. Jimmy, it scares me to have you involved with these things."Mom never calls me Jimmy. "I know, Mom. It s...ares me, too. But..."She cut me off, "I know. You have to do it. I don't like it, but I know you have to do it. I didn't sleep a lot after we got back from your little island. I spent more time talking to God last night than I have spent in a very long time. I don't know why He chose you for this Jimmy, but Bob was right there too, I don't know. She was wearing an almost transparent white nightie and a matching white thong. Wow she was hot!!! Her nipples were hard and stood straight out on her gorgeous pear shaped C cup breasts and you could even see the pink of her areolas thru her nightie. Her hourglass figure quickly drew my eyes and she blushed bright red and licked her lips and stuck her tongue out at me. Her hips flared out perfectly and her muscular thighs were a sight to behold and tanned long gorgeous legs made my cock throb,. I shuddered when she moved her hand from my bottom, around my hip and onto the lunp my erection made in the front of my panties. "I never would have guessed that you were a sissy!" She teased as she began to slowly rub her hand hand up and down the length of my hard member. "You do a good job of hidding it." She added playfully. I protested that I wasn't a sissy, but she countered by asking what else could I be. "Wearing girls panties and a bra turn you on!" She said, then. My wet, red, inner lips are protruding now, clasping at my fingers as they fly along the dew-covered slit between them, coating my frantic fingers with more and more slick juice to lick and suck from them. One hand leaves my throbbing breast, flows over my quivering belly to flutter over my pumping mound. Fingertips begin lightly grazing across my sensitive clit. They dip downward to collect gushing juices and then return to caress the hot little button of flesh. Lightly at first, suddenly.