. just waiting for the official divorce notification paperwork to arrive the day after Christmas.She had nothing to do now except sit and rock away in...the little desk chair. Even the old vintage television set was broken and the surly motel clerk showed no signs of replacing it anytime soon or even moving her to another room with a working one. Or a room where the faucets didn't also leak and the electric heater was only barely putting out enough warmth to be felt a few feet away, at most. She. Becky caressed his chest and went lower and lower, looking at his bulge. They matched eyes again. Becky started gently groping his groin area while kissing his abs multiple times. Larry was wearing sweatpants, her favorite. She lowered them. She lowered his boxer shorts to reveal his huge volcanic erection. “Mmm, God, I missed this cock...” Becky said, before finally wrapping her lips around his hard unit, sucking slowly. “Mmm, keep sucking...” “You like that shit?" Becky asked him, as she. And indeed I sometimes got so arousedthat the front of my skirt looked as though there was a tent-pole underit. The ladies pretended not to notice, but really they were impressedthat my mother-in-law had such power over me.Some of her friends had assisted in the sissification process - she haduseful friends like beauticians and dressmakers. But after several monthsof service as a maid, another of her friends started visiting more oftenand taking more interest in me. Not only did she stroke and. "May I ask you something personal?" I asked her. "And remember, I am older than you."Catherine hesitated and nodded."I'll give her credit; she didn't ask 'what' before I asked her," I thought. Answering a question with a question was a personal pet peeve of mine."While you were engaged, did you and grandfather fool around any?" I asked as I watched her closely. On a hunch, I tried to read her while I waited for her to respond, even though she was now sitting in the big chair at the foot of the.