My aunt’s mom bid good bye and left inside and locked. I started asking my aunt what she was thinking in the morning as we hardly know each other an... the consequences. She said “ when you were a kid, i used to pinch your cheeks and kiss you but now you’re grown and I want you to satisfy me” and took my hand.I was a bit reluctant due to my aunt’s mom presence. She was not in a mood to listen what I spoke and pulled me into her bedroom. As soon as I went in she hugged me tighter and was whispered. " stammered Peter, still in shock."Don't worry Peter," she said as reassuringly as she could. "I won't tell anyone. Would it be okay if I watched?" She was trying desperately to find some way of making him feel better. Maybe this would help him relax and forget his embarrassment.Despite his horror, Peter's cock had stayed at attention. He had just been imagining Cindy's hot little body when she walked in wearing tight cut off jeans and a T-shirt that showed a sexy expanse of mid-driff. Did she. I drifted in and out of consciousness for what seemed like many hours; maybe it was days. Images of Mistress Kristi, Miss Candi, my wife, the scientist, Cathy and Patty and everything about this place, this School for Sissies, passed through my mind. Then, everything just went black!I awoke and yawned, pressing the off button on my alarm clock. Rolling out of bed, I stood and admired myself in the mirror. Not bad, I thought. Six foot and a hundred forty pounds. Nice figure too. What was it? Oh. ?Go in the kitchen andhave a yogurt, Topher, and calm down. Please.? ?What-whatare you doing having him to the house?? Basil demanded,lowering his voice as the door to the restroom opened. ?You said after Topher?s game with your Master Card that you?d never associatewith him again!? There was asilence. And then her soft voice came. ?Is Basil mad with his Lindy-windy?Don?t you wuv Windy no more?? Basil gasped as hervoice hummed through the phone. ?And Lindy was just thinking about maybeputting.