She got a hand full and woke up and asked if that was what shed had thought it was...I began to mumble uh uh nothing..I set her down next to the tolie... and she say the tip of my cock pokeing though my boxers and she asked why I was always hard and then puked...I began to tell her umm your naked and seeing you naked gets me excited..she rolled over and teased me in her drunking state and showed me her little pussy and her beautiful little tits... and was rubbing herself on the bathroom floor..I. I nodded and bent my knee, raising the heel off the floor in offering. I swallowed hard and hoped he couldn’t see my anticipation. God, I came in here with no panties on and now I was getting him to undress me! Who was in charge of this fantasy? Using both hands, he slipped his index fingers under the sock in the hollow behind my ankle which – I didn’t realise until right then – turns out to be an erogenous zone for me. As he pushed down with his fingers, I levered my foot up by bending further. After that night I purposely tried to stay away. Usually, I visited my sister two or three times a week. Now, however, I was limiting my visits to once a week. I was too old to let my thoughts involve so young a girl, and I knew that I was having a big problem.Yet even those weekly visits were very unsettling for me. I saw Jenny in various forms of dress and on different days I found myself fascinated and ogling various parts of the young girl's anatomy.My lascivious eyes admired her hips and. She thought for a moment before answering..."How you first started wearing women's undies... what it feels like... what you get out of it... why you do it... and why you decided to take hormones to grow yourself some real tits... things like that!" she replied calmly.I then spent the next 30 minutes explaining to her what she'd asked as she laid back in her chair and listened intently to every word."Hmmm, so I assume you've gotten some of your own women's undies at home?" she said slowly, "So,.