“Oh wow” I heard myself mumble.She was pointing at her panties, “Look, they barely fit, and look there is nothing covering my ass.” She turned...looking over her shoulder and turning her ass to me. The lace panties were just a thong, totally different from her usual choice. She slapped her ass, “look, bare, I’ll have to send them back”“That’s the fashion now mom, that’s what all the girls wear”“I won’t ask how you know that, but are they not a bit inappropriate?”I reached out, my hand resting on. When I speak and say these things, I wonder, I've been acting like this for so long is this an act anymore? Think I wouldn't know how to behave any other way. I meet Sarina for lunch at this restaurant called the 'Pub'. I mince in and see her at a table in the middle of the room. The place is packed with all men, nothing but men in business suits. When I enter it seems that everyone looks at me. I feel so lost now, this is the way I use to look, now look at me in these permanent eyeliners,. Melissa directed me to wash off good and handed me a new razor and instructed me to shave my chest. This was a very odd request, as she had previously always preferred for my chest to remain unshaved. She also told me to take my time, but to let her know when I was through.Twenty minutes later I was just finishing up and getting ready to let her know when she came in and dried me off with a towel. She pulled my arm up to her nose and said, "You smell lovely."Before I could reply Melissa said,. That fabric set off her tan perfectly. Her nipples, still erect, were poking like bullets in two of the triangles. I swam over to the side, and climbed out."Jack, I'm sorry I embarrassed you earlier", she said."Mom", I said, "It was my fault. I just didn't figure on you being home this early." OK", she said, "Now that we have that out of the way, how about putting some lotion on me so I don't burn?" She lay face down on one of the chaise lounges, and untied her top. I put some lotion in my.