We shouted to each other to be heard above the wind and the roar of the engine. I learned that she was the single mother of a six-year-old son and she...taught physical education at a local high school. I told her that her competitive tennis nature reminded me of Alice, but I didn't say anything about the similarity between Karen and Ann, also a single mother of a six-year-old son. I was trying to forget I had ever met Ann.She learned things about me too; that I was a senior at Cromwell Military. .while we were kissing my hand slowly went up her skirt, I could feel her cunt bulge and rubbed my finger up and down her slit. Her panties felt amazing and they were obviously a sheer material. "Pull my panties up into my slit, I, love the feeling of the sheer nylon rubbing against me" I did as I was told, I could feel her lips either side of her panties and she was soaking wet. "Now take off your clothes and sit on that chair opposite me while I strip off, I want you to watch me play with. As Darla was bent over the stash box , I walked up behind her , pulled my cock out and was stroking it when she stood and turned, she was eye level with my hard cock. Oh! Shit Uncle Tommy you scared me, she giggled. I was studying her face as she looked at my cock and then back up at me. I should spank your little ass for being in that box! Darla giggled agin like the little girl she is. Uncle Tommy did I do that to your dick? Yes maam you did and thats why I should spank your dirty little ass.. " And you mind that? With your pretty face, you could look very girlish and feminine, is that a problem?" I guess not," he stated with little enthusiasm."I like it she said. Moreover, lets get it out in the open ok; I know you're a sissy. I can see your camisole with its lace trim, so admit it." Well I do wear some woman's things, but I'm not a transvestite." I didn't say transvestite, although you might fit into the real definition. What I am talking about is a sissy, an effeminate.