I stood in front of the full length wardrobe mirror that came with my room, thrusting my panty clad cock forward. As always my mother’s panties felt...so soft snuggling my balls and tightly hugging my hard shaft. My rock hard erect penis pushed them out in a huge cone with my pubic hair showing at the sides. They were too brief to contain my sex kit and as I moved half my erect penis shaft slid out to poke stiffly up above the waistband. Still standing in front of the mirror I slipped the panties. .." she started to say, before bursting into a kind of sarcastic laughter. "Well that explains a lot," she said, "you are not sleeping with me any more". Then she walked off to our bedroom. I followed her, still unsure of what to say or how to explain myself. In the bedroom she started pulling all of my clothes out of the drawers and taking them in bundles to the spare bedroom. When she got to the underwear, she hesitated, looked at me and said "since you like wearing women's underwear, you can. Uske ate hi maine use bahon m bhara or chumne lg gya. L-kya hus bde besbre ho rhe ho. Mein-are yaar pichle 15 din ho gye choot mare hue.L-pinki ko to tumne punture kr diya ab bhugto.Yaar hme precautions lene chahiye. Mein-tumhare periods kb s hain. L-q ..3 din baad honge shayad. Mein-fir koi dikkat nhi waise m condom b laya hun. .Fir maine use mensuration cycle m safe din bataye.Isi beech hm apne kpde khol chuke the. L-tumhe kaise pata.Mein- nisha bhabhi n bataya. .Fir wo niche baith k mera. . because he said I should meet you. You might be good for, umm..." Good for what?" Tejal asked pointedly. She had to admit to herself, Benedict wasn't what she expected. She thought she'd be confronting some sort of smooth-talking con man, not some awkward, stammering schlub. What's his game? Tejal wondered curiously. If this is an act, it's a damn good one ... not to mention one that doesn't make any sense... "Good for the act," Benedict answered. "My – uh, sorry, his act. I don't really know.