“I dunno, just here,” I replied, not knowing what to say.“Well, you could have texted at least. I had to call your mom to make sure you didn’t...drop dead or something.”“I know. I was just getting back into things.” I spoke softly.“You sound like a real girl.” He chuckled.“Well duh, I am a girl now.” I knew he would make a joke about it sooner or later. I didn’t mind though.“I didn’t expect you to sound like that still.?“Like what? I’m fully a girl.” I felt a smile creeping on my face for some. Lena was most likely to lay on the floor just in front of mom. If she turned her head she would have an unobstructed view of me. If I did it carefully I would be able to flash her a glimpse of my cock. Mom to if she looked. That was the most dangerous part of my plan. I had to hope for the best.The first few days nothing seemed to happen. Then mom started to shift her position in the sofa so that she sat facing me more.Lena continued to face the TV.Then something else happened. Mom started to. .You take your fingers from my pussy and shove them in my mouth, I eagerly suck them knowing that I taste good. You almost hook your fingers in my mouth the tips of your fingers touching the roof of my mouth and your knuckles bending at my two front teeth "up!". I let go of your warm fleshy balls and you stride over me your fingers in my mouth, controlling me. Your hard cock looks so amazing I can't wait to feel it squeezing inside my tight cunt.The freezing air in the bedroom hits me, a. I looked a little ridiculouswith a five o'clock shadow and no makeup or the usualcomplicated feminine preparations that Mistress requiresfor a Sissy Mission.Mistress walked over and gently buttoned up the back of thedress. She took both of my hands in hers and stepped back alittle, admiring her sissy in his Sunday dress."Oh, one more thing," she giggled. "Here's your panties.Step in, sissy." She produced a pair of red velvet pantiesand I stepped into them. She snugged them up and gave me.