Mom was having trouble with the strap and I let loose of the throttle and helped her secure it. After I was sure that the helmet wasn’t going to fly...off in the wind I patted the seat behind me and said, ‘Climb on.’ Mom jostled against me as she climbed aboard and settled back against the sissy bar. I picked up my leather hat and goggles from the tank and pulled then on. Securing the flyers cap I reached for my gloves and pulled them on. I turned on the lights, folded the kickstand back then. He was saddened that she didn't look sad, just pained, as if this was supposed to be. He felt her get hard in the shower and he was afraid, for he felt himself rise too, and this made no sense. She was a sissy, easily 4 inches shorter than his own 5'7", and he was a man. Until yesterday. He kissed her, and she responded, eagerly. He didn't know what he was doing.The shower door banged open and Mistress Red was there. "Sissies." She said with disdain. "Recess is over, you sissyfuckers."John. Ready to go?”“Almost. One last peek.” The girl paused for a long subjective moment, enough to spin slowly around the bedroom and gape one last time. “I wouldn’t mind returning here. I want to play with you on the beach. Can we?”“Sure.”“Okay! But for now, let’s go!” Jada took a deep breath and opened her mind and eyes and felt the warmth of Mark’s adult body against hers. They were back in Jada’s spacious bedroom at Red Mall.Time: 11:04 AM“Finally!” Ricardo thought as he passed the locked. I knew it didn’t necessarily mean anything other than he knew how to work a good tip.As the evening wore on Bryan continued to flirt with me, but, of course, he also flirted with every other guy in the place. About 45 minutes after I got there he took his shirt off and I nearly fell off my bar stool when he did. His body was perfect, his pecs rounded from hours at the gym, the nipples quarter sized and hard. There was a slight dusting of dark blond hair on his washboard abs and around his.