My sis, Sheila, is about five feet, blond with a trim little figure like gymnast's except Sheila has boobs, nice boobs. I've seen them a number of tim...s, she's kind of a flirt with her body. Seems to be pretty proud of it, the newly-found power she has with it and is not especially shy.Her other three friends are likewise, cute and sexy. Dana is the tallest, slender but with a pair of boobs that really make her guy-bait. I've seen her in her little bikini and she is one hot girl. One of my. When Michael reached the top of the stairs, I was waiting in the hall. I turned the corner now out of sight, hearing his distantsteps. When he turned the corner, there I was my lips were moist and ready.With no hesitation, nothing at all,... our tongues were thrashing away. A distantcheer bought more time, for groping hands as well. I was soaked, he was throbbing hard when we parted and suddenly so. I adjusted my top and wipedhis lips as he made his way to the shower. As the water ran I sat. “Mom” he said, “this has been hard for me.” “I’ve always hid myself because I didn’t want people to know how small I am down there.” I tried to assure him then that he would grow, I was sure of it. With that, I started to pull the blanket off again. He stopped me.. “What are you doing now mom?” “Son, there’s nothing now to hide.” It caused him pain to resist, so he let go, and I tossed the blanket onto the floor and just looked at him and beheld his young glory.I took his balls in my. Rather boring compared to Sally, who in her day was known for wild parties, copious amounts of liquor and even the odd joint. Sally sat in the foyer outside Jonathan Clarke’s office. His secretary, a rather frigid, spinster looking woman in her mid 40’s named Alice Fothergill. She was seated bolt upright in a true ergonomic style behind a contemporary receptionist station. Her hair pulled tight in a perfectly sphered bun and held in place with a pair of what appeared to be ivory hair.