You quickly think of what you have on this weekend.. a date with a girl your friend knows, a few games of Warships.. "Ahh who am i kidding, a weekend ...etaway sounds decent enough!"Quickly you scrap any plans you had as well as a painfully obvious desperado date by your long time mate. Being 39 and horribly overweight any reason to get away, even for a weekend is welcome. Even if it is provided for something you aren't 100% sure about. Another look at the letter indicates its only an hours drive. Then one day Trudy caught me wearing them.All she said, when she barged in on me, was, "You look better in a skirt,Julianne. Trousers look so masculine on you. Next you'll be wearing apair of jeans with a zip down the front!"I smiled. I was torn at that moment between my sisterly instinct, thepart of me that just wanted to put on my makeup and do girly things withmy sister, and my hormonal desire to look like a boy again."Could you still love me if I became your brother again, Trudy?" I. Dumb struck, thunder struck I don’t know which. I was standing there like a stale bottle with best mate rapidly waking up at half mast, like a sign pointing the way and with that the candle made good on it’s threat and died. The next morning I lay half-awake listening to the rain and felt movement in the mattress to my right and then left. Opening my eyes and looking up there was Tina with her feet either side of my head standing with hands on hips staring down at me as though in a silent dare. " You're right, Travis. Forget I said anything. Wipe the image of your niece masturbating in the basement from your memory", laughed Ellen, "unless the thought means I might get a little action tonight. I could use a good fuck."Ellen was the sexiest woman I had ever known, and completely uninhibited in bed. She did love a good fuck, and on a very regular basis."I think I can help you with that, honey, but I have some work to do in my office for a couple hours. I'll meet you upstairs when I'm.