When that happened my tremendous shame reached amaximum height.I suddenly contemplated that this was a humiliating turning point in myrelationship wit... my Stepmother. For her to see me submitting so easilyto the dominance of another man, it was going to suggest to her that Iwas nothing but a feminized and powerless wimp. She also didn't protectme or correct Pete when he repeated that dreadful feminizing name changeof calling me 'Natalie' instead of 'Nathan' or 'Nate'. As he was snappingthe pics. I heard him walk to his bedroom and the door creak. I thought about turning and following him, if only to peep through the crack to see him again, entirely naked. I breathed out hard and sank in to a chair. Put my head in my hands and tried to clear all it of the naughty thoughts. I couldn’t help but be completely be turned on by what had just happened. I glanced over to the door not entirely closed. I almost thought it an invitation that he failed to close it fully, as I caught his shadow walk. He loved how she would walk into the room while he was watching some sporting event and sit across from him. She would casually pull her one foot up onto the couch and make some noise to get John's attention. He would always look over to see that Mo had no panties on and was displaying her thick lush Auburn bush. She always seemed delighted when John would move from his comfortable chair to sit on the floor with his head between her legs. He would lean back and feel that silky field of hair on. With this she swept my forehead with herhand,got up and left for a room off the open concept living/kitchen room.As I entered the bedroom a couple mins later Rachel was sitting on thebed with one foot under her and the other hanging off the bed with just awhite cami and white panties on.Sit over here Lor she said to me,I wentover and sat by her with a smile on my face.This was all very interestingbut she seemed serious now.I was talking with the girls the other day about the difference.