Standing on the door my mom stood there smiling. I returned back a smile and went in. We talked for hours and when it was 3 am everyone felt a little ...rowsy and went for a sleep. I too felt tired from the long flight. I got into bed and closed my eyes. Suddenly, I heard some noise. Someone was knocking discretely on the door of my room. I went over to look who it was. It was my cousin. I think it’s time that I tell you that our intimacy had grown a little too over the edge over the past few. She tried to swallow it all, but when she closed her mouth to swallow quite a bit of the golden fluid ran down her chin. I think John liked seeing her clothes get soaked as the next time he filled he mouth he instructed her to let it all run down her chin. Her blouse was plastered to her skin by now, and even her bra was soaked. The sight her of her piss covered clothing was stimulating to us all and as soon as John reached down to grab one side of her shirt Tom grabbed the other and they. I was not in love with Tom but the sex had been quite wonderful. I had plunged head first into "practices" that would have disgusted me a few months before.Anyway this trip would be different, Tom could not come there. It was in Arizona and it would be hot there. No boots! I feel so confident and sexy in boots and more cold weather attire. I packed feeling more at ease because I did not think that I would be doing anything wrong while on this trip. So wrong yet so good, sure, but it would not. ." It's weird, I know." I made a face. "I'm pretty excited though. I hope they're nice." I'm sure they'll be perfect." My mom accepted the news quickly, as she should have. I mean, my parents had really gone out of their way to turn me into a girl in the first place.I honestly don't know if I would have been a sissy fag if my parents had raised me like a real son instead of a daughter. Probably I would have still been a girl, since I'm so pretty anyway, but maybe not. Are people born that way?.