Brenda could not have been a better mother or wife. Her dedication to our kids, and to me, was inspirational. It made me constantly strive to be impro...e as a father and husband. Over the years, Brenda helped my mother through a couple of difficult medical problems. My dad always lit up when Brenda was near. I had hit the mother lode! Brenda never told me what was bothering her that night. I did notice that she was extremely amorous when we went to bed. She wasn't aggressive so much as she was. I wanted to cum in her mouth and pulled out of her ass and Mack refilledit. Glen pulled away and I rammed my cock into the sissys mouth."Suck it nice sissy. Clean all your shit off Masters cock and make me cumin your mouth. That's it. Lots of tongue. Deeper now, deeper." I held thepoppers at the base of my cock. When she saw them she took me all the wayin and took a long sniff. Soon she was all over my cock like it was theworlds best lollipop. She was lost in sissy space as I shot my load. You'll sell it, but only if I promise to use it responsibly. Is _that_ what you're telling me?" That's exactly what I'm saying. Are you still interested?" Maybe." Salesman's caution took over. A pig in a poke was something you sold, not something you bought. "What are you selling, and how much is it going to cost?"The old man reached behind the counter and pulled out..."A crystal ball?" Mort said. "I think your line just ran out." No, no, look closer."Mort looked. A clear plastic -- maybe glass. Because fundamentally I knew,and Jade, Trudy and Mum also knew, that I wanted to be Julianne.I had tried to be the kind of boy who doesn't need to put on a bra andpanties to relax and feel good about himself. At least this was what Itold myself as I put on my bra and panties.I let out a sigh.The way my panties sat so snugly round my hips and held me in place, theway my bra held my chest...It just felt so comfortable.Wearing a bra and panties doesn't make me a girl I told myself as Ireached for.