Face it, Charlotte had an awesome bod. I'd trained myself to focus on other things, but nevertheless. I'd thought these thoughts when Tom was still al...ve. I could certainly control myself as she still grieved. And get some job done that she couldn't do herself.I was hoping it didn't involve a roof leak and soggy drywall.Charlotte stopped at the door and showed me in.Normally there's an air of unspoken excitement when a woman, however innocently, shows you her bedroom. You think of her in bed,. As time went on I started getting very comfortable being out anywhere inpublic, even to the point that I was going food shopping as a girl andoccasionally going to the beach in a bikini.I do want to mention a word about passability, though. I don't in any way consider myself completely passable. I know how to dress for a situation, and I'm totally comfortable anywhere.I don't have many of the obvious "guy" signs that are easy giveaways... Ihave no adams apple, smallish hands, slim build, and. This went on for long seconds, then my mother raised her head and said in a voice full of tension, “Do whatever you need to do to me mistress, I am ready” My sister, obviously near to a climax raised the cane and with a sadistic smile struck the length of mothers back, the cane flexing as it caught the right buttock with a ‘thwack’ that I would long remember, a single red line appearing on the tip of the white skin and the buttock owner lurching and screaming as the pain reached her brain. . Somehow, we got into some playful wrestling. Since Eddie was taller than I was, he had leverage and managed to pin me on my back in a missionary wrestling position. Through my jeans AND his, I could feel his cock, which by now was hard, pressing on my ass.At this point, I was seriously wondering if I could go through with what was to follow. Throwing all caution to the wind, I started rubbing his stiff dick through his jeans, feeling and KNOWING that I was in for something special on my.