Suddenly, I was happy to be telling Ron that my mother wasn't coming home, all weekend. As a seventeen-year-old tranny-in-training, I had a crush on R...n still and I often fantasized about having sex with him dressed as my mother. Now, here I was dressed as her and Ron was catching me and smiling about it. Now, I was glad he was hurt that my mom was gone with another man. I, suddenly, saw it as an opportunity to fulfil my fantasy I had about being with Ron. "Why don't you sit down and I'll mix. I told him that what his dad had done was just sex, fucking, and had nothing to do with making love, and yes, that was how his dad was." Brian told me that I deserved to be made love to. That I was an angel and deserved better, and deserved happiness too. I couldn't control myself; I went to pieces and began sobbing uncontrollably in front of him." I reached over and stroked her back and shoulders again as she collected her thoughts."Well, for several months Curt continued being a first-class. Instead of watching the "boob-tube," I cleaned and straightened the house. I also dusted and vacuumed. I had just finished my dinner dishes when Mom and Sally came home. Mom complemented me on how nice the house looked. Sally asked if I was sick or something, then thanked me for doing her chores by slapping me on the back. I screamed in pain, sunburn pain. Mom said she would put some Aloe lotion on my sunburn before I turned in for the night. They told me about their shopping trip and I. "Raise your head a little bit Jill," she told my mom. "That's it. Smell your son's beautiful cock. Does it smell good baby?" "Oh God. I love the way it smells," my mom replied. "Take out your tongue and lick his pee slit," Tammy ordered my mom. "That's it. Oh God! Is it the first time you're licking his cock?" "Yes you pretty slut. Let me fucking lick it. Hold it in front of me! Don't move it so much." My mother's wet tongue touched the very tip of my cock as Tammy held it steady in front of.