"Yes. Since most boys would never be caught dead helping theirgirlfriends with their underwear, Greg is obviously not like mostboys." I know mom. I've...figured out that Greg sometimes seems to act like agirlfriend and not a boyfriend. Like we could talk about bras togetheror panties. I know he loves pretty underwear." You don't seem bothered by it." I think I love Greg and that makes me feel like I should love thispart of him also. Is that crazy?" No, it's not crazy. Of course, you have to hope. She begins moving her hands back and fourth as she softly licks my balls, then runs her tongue from my balls all the way to the tip of my cock. Then she puts it in her mouth and starts sucking her tongue running over the tip of my cock this way and that way. While she's sucking my cock I reach down with my hands and play with her nipples twisting them softly and tugging on them gently. "I need to fuck you now," I demand. "Alright, baby," she says lifting her head up. She slowly and seductively. Brush, comb, compact mirror, wallet, tissues, things like that. Theywere ready to go. Jack gulped again, realizing he was going out inpublic for the first time as a girl. He hoped none of his friends wouldrecognize him, though of course they all knew his mother and wouldwonder who the new girl was that was with her. "But if this ispermanent, I better get used to it. It's what I eventually wantedanyway, just not expecting it to be this complete or this sudden" Jackthought to him (or. ” He said. “You must take veddy good care of it.” He began to rub his hands together quickly. I mumbled in agreement with him. His large bold hands lay flat on my shoulder blades and felt very comforting and he began to swirl them around in the oils he heated in his hands and I briefly opened my eyes. His colorful skirt was dancing beneath me and every time he moved quickly I could tell his manhood was bouncing against it. I could see the definition of his firm thighs when they would sway.