Once everything was done, using some of the new makeup I'd gotten forChristmas, I smiled at the beautiful girl in the mirror and decided togo see what...the rest of the family was doing. I still had no clue whatto do to change back, and I kind of wanted to just enjoy Christmas withmy family anyway. I surprised myself when I grabbed two small red-wrapped Christmas presents that had been on my dresser before I headedtoward the door.Stepping out of my room this time was completely different. I'd. When she sat down, I explained my situation. “My wife of six years and I both had high paying and stressful jobs. She and I had this house built here. The land we’re on has been in my family for decades.” “She was killed by a drunk driver a little over three years ago. Our insurance paid off the house and provided a sizable death benefit. The drunk’s insurance paid nearly a million dollars to settle out of court. So, with proper investing, I may never have to work again. “My friends in a civic. I started to roam in home with out my undies so that my 8 inch coke was clearly spotable in my trousers. I also started rubbing my coke on my moms ass as if non intentionally. I enjoyed it a lot. I also found some changes in mom she sometimes starred on my coke unknowingly. This give me courage to go to next step. I brought some sex magazine from my friend ( mainly having in sent stories) and intentionally kept some on my bed when I went to college. I know my mom would enter my room in search. "Do you have any FUCKING clue how bloody long I've waited to have you? TOO LONG! You always taunt me, walking around looking so bloody beautiful. And I'm nice to you. Then I ask you to fuck me and you say NO? That's why!" Oli grabbed him and pulled him up, carrying him to his bedroom. He slung him down on the bed and pinned him down underneath him. "I bet you're so tight, Tom. I bet you're a virgin." Oliver laughed and gently stroked him through his jeans.Tom whimpered softly, and nodded. He.