"Maybe I don't want to spend the next twenty-five years witha... a professional transvestite." Hey! I'm not a..."She raised an eyebrow. I was going ...o lose this argument. After all,I was standing there in bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings;with a middle-aged lady's hairstyle and makeup. And I was being paidfor it."OK, maybe I am... at the moment. But it's not what I'm planning as acareer..." Ah, but what is your mother planning...?" she began.She trailed off. It was a good. I wonder if I might have to order more. Eventually, they have their fill. I refill their wine glasses and we move out to the living room and the fireplace.The girls sit on the couch and Megan curls up next to me on the love seat. I have the perfect angle to look down her shirt and gaze on her mountains of joy. Megan sees what I am staring at, reaches into my shorts, and adjusts me. “You were all crooked down there. If you had kept looking down there, you would have gotten…uncomfortable.” I just. I think the world would be a better place if more boys were likethat." Really?" There are boys who are really brave, dress as girls, and wear makeup inpublic." I was carefully watching Jackie's reactions. If he had shownany resistance I would have backed off, but he was just soaking it in. Itwas time to ask the big question. "Jackie, do you ever wish you couldbecome girl?"After a long pause Jackie answered softly, "I'm scared." What are you afraid of?" I don't think my mommy would let me .... Every night I dreamed to sex with her. She became very close to my mother. After her husband and her children went out for their job and school, she came to our house and helped my mother for her works. During lalitha’s visit I also helped my mother for kitchen works. During that time I started chat with her. Whenever she bends I got a sight to see her boobs through her v-neck blouse .when she walks I looked at her ass that moved up and down with lot of flesh on it I am so crazy to see that.