I loved to play with the dolls my femalecousins would bring over. I was chastised by my father on more than oneoccasion when he would catch me playin... with my friend's or cousin's dolls.I think he knew what I was. He was a learned man as are all of hisbrothers. He was a doctor, his older brother is a lawyer and his youngerbrother is a pharmacist. My mom was a simple woman, not very welleducated, but she was beautiful. I see pictures of her now and see alittle bit of me in her. She was. ." she said as I felt her press on my lower back."Someone is the proud owner of her very own tramp stamp!" she said andquickly laughed.'What the fuck is she talking about?.. THE BOW!!!" I screamed in my head.She proceeded to poke and prod a bunch of places all over my back, my assand upper thighs."Wow, so that's what my mole looks like, or I guess I should say whatyour mole looks like. Don't worry, it's pretty cute," she said as shetouched my left ass cheek. "I never realized I used to have. The why and looks will wait until you meet her.''It would be helpful to know what she looks like if I'm to meet her in town, or am I to pick her up somewhere?''In town I'd guess. And you are such a lanky sod that she'll be able to spot you straight away.''I get it now. She needs to check me out before she makes herself known.' I laughed.'Just speak to her please.'I rang the number immediately and straight away wished I hadn't, as I realised that I hadn't asked Tamsin for a name. An angry voice. As soon as I dropped the last of my come on the floor, my eyes popped open in panic, the realization of my actions hitting home. I turned and looked towards the doorway, and to my great relief saw that no one had entered the room, and that the line of sight from the locker room was such that I was not easily seen. Quickly shutting off the water, I grabbed my towel and wrapped it tightly around my waist so that it held down my still semi-hard cock.As I reached the doorway, a group of guys came.