She led me over to the mirror, and I couldn't believe it was me. Well, she then got dressed herself again, and we sat and drank and talked for about ...alf the night. At the end of thenight, she talked me into going home dressed the way I was. It was a littlescary, but she convinced me that no one was going to realize who or what Iwas, so I did it. After that night, she started dressing me up every timewe got together. I was really beginning to enjoy it, although I could notunderstand why. We. .i decided to make a bold step and came close to her. Asked her if she is ok with me giving her massage for some time, before I invite a pro to her room. I told her that she needs to be prepared for anything as they might induce her to sex. She was a game for anything..The moment I told her that the professionals may be infectious; she dropped the idea and instead wanted me to do something for her. I told her that I am good at a simple massage, fore play, extreme foreplay, romantic touches,. She was watching me leave. I couldn't read what was in her expression. Was there regret etched on her face?My birthday came along without being a big deal. Pat and mother had me in for dinner. Polly was there. Polly and I were now very close. I sometimes went over there just to relax. I could sit in a chair for hours and watch her paint. It was amazing to see her create an image.I had a little more time to do this now, thanks to having my investments and acquisitions under the mantle of a. I pulled her down on the floor and assumed the position my Mom and Candy had. It took me a moment to straddle her face before I could lower my head between her legs. I had never seen another girl’s pussy close up and took my time examining the matt of her push and the shape of her labial folds. They were moist and parted easily under my touch to expose her pee hole. My warm breath seemed to cause her petals to thicken and moisture to flow from her pee hole. I placed my tongue against her pee.