S. if you have any plots that you want for the story just leave a comment and i will try to fit it in. When i look for sex storys i look for ones tha... have my interest, i want to know yours so you can get the best enjoyment out of reading my storys. post a comment and tell me want you want in my story, i already have a base idea for a plot but it will keep changing as i add in what you want. also if you want to add a charecter i will take your suggestions. please note that this is still my. She was short and slim — petite as she liked to call it — with small breasts and round hips, shapely legs and a surprisingly attractive round ass. Her hair was short blond, from a bottle, and a still-cute pixie face.Gerald had often spoke about how he thought my mother was attractive — a ‘hot little piece’ as he called her. I thought he always did it to get me angry — so over the years, had learned to just laugh off his comments — but perhaps he was serious after all.Why would mother offer such. "He is in my mind again! "Well yes Mr Richards there is. If all the womenare transsexuals where do the children come from?" Very good my dear, you are thinking all the time. That too shall bedivulged soon enough!"We changed planes and boarded a Learjet to take to our new home that Ifinally found out was in a town called Blacktown. Very original I thoughtbut kept that thought to myself.Blacktown was just picture perfect. Brand new houses, hospital, townhall, shops, picture theatre, courthouse. .. or so I thought.I sweated the Arrival.My partner made an entrance. Her dress matched my tie ... exactly. Her hair was up and fine ... My brain said... Where is Grace?The vision that tripped lightly down the stairs wore Cornflower Blue ... Cornflower Blue that hugged curves. Curves that started at tiny slipper clad feet and ended at an impossibly long and aristocratic neck. The route taken crossed the Alps on the way up ... twice ... and severe valleys in strategic places in between. The.