"I know it can't be easyfor you, Claire." ...Grandma?" I asked, worried that my desire to be male- which wasalready very strong by that point- had som...how 'leaked out'."Being the middle child," grandma clarified. "Your father spends hiswhole time encouraging Emma with her studies, or spoiling your littlesister, sometimes I get worried that you get forgotten about." I don't feel forgotten about," I replied."That's good," grandma said. "And if you ever do, just give your oldgrandma a call, I'll. When I broke our kiss to ask if we could reconvene in a more appropriate location, she wrapped her arms around me to hold my body tight against her, and breathed into my ear, “Can we go to your place? I’ve wanted to get naked in that big bedroom, on that enormous bed, ever since Abby gave me the grand tour a few months ago.“Not to sound like an arm chair psychiatrist, but I do think that you need to have great sex with a veritable stranger to start moving past Abby and on to the rest of your. . the organization does exist and Max Keele is a member!" So... ? Not to belittle your information, Baby," her good- looking, tall husband replied after sipping at his drink, "but we were already fairly certain of that fact, weren't we... ?" Fairly certain, but not positive, Jack," she reminded him. "Now, we are!"He nodded; she was right there, of course. Prior to this, the so-called social club was little more than a rumor... an under-the-breath tale whispered in notable circles of power and. She reached out and grabbed my cock and gave it a "Hand Shake" and said , "Hello, my name is Helen, what's your name?" I stuttered out the name Dick and quickly followed with Richard and she just laughed. She continued to hold my dick in her hand and she then started to slowly stroke him. She got down to his eye level and drew herself closer staring him in the eye and then she kissed him on the lips and slowly gave him a tongue lashing that murfed into some very nice cock sucking. She didn't.