I don't blame him though because I'm not what heexpected.I knew he'd be disappointed in me. My mom knew it too. That's whyneither of us were in a ru...h to tell him what a sissy I was. The fear ofdisappointing my parents, especially my father, led to my having a secretdouble life. But on that day in the car, I started the process ofsharing that secret with my mother and it was liberating for both of us.I wish I could tell you that my mother and I had some kind of brilliantmaster plan for my. It wasn't long before we resumed kissing and playing. After about an hour later I lay my head back on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I noticed my fingers were all shriveled up and my toes weren't far behind. I felt as if someone was watching me. When I looked up, I saw Denise standing on her balcony.It appeared she had a glass of something in her hand, and was looking directly at us. I ignored her and turned my head back and closed my eyes, enjoying the pulsating jets. Soon, I heard the water ripple. We sat on the grass down by the pool and munched in silence as I tried to figure out how to talk about things I would rather forget. Finally I thought I had it together. ‘I joined the mercenaries straight from a career with Special Forces. Mercenary units worldwide are always on the lookout for guys like me, clean record and a bunch of skills you can’t pick up at your local community college. The work was something I was used to and the pay was more than attractive so I didn’t argue too much. It was fun plus plenty of difference. But she liked being penetrated rather than doing the penetrating. However it was pleasurable and something that she could fall back upon her morphing back as Max if Mildred wanted to do it again.After waiting another hour, she shook Tim awake. "It's time for you to satisfy me again. The slow and easy way was nice but now I want you to pile drive me with that hot ass of yours pounding me as hard as you can." Man," Tim moaned, jokingly. "You're a slave.