The fourth time Idressed, my mother caught me. She wasn't happy or mad, she simply askedwhy. All I could tell her was what I was feeling inside - "I...wanted toknow what I would look like if I was a lady." That was good enough forher. I was 12. No big deal.Those feelings never really went away. Not that I thought about it much,since I had moved on to other games, other toys or whatever. Maybe theAtari and Missile Command or something. But I know they never completelywent away because when. This same routine continued for next 4 days when I kept seeing them from the parking and they kept looking at my window, and on the fourth day, they both noticed me watching them, and they just hid behind the balcony wall.Slowly days passed and almost month has gone by since the incident has happened and we kept stealing glances from each other while passing by in the society or while in the balcony. Slowly their husbands started getting acquaintance with me, with just casual talks and “Hi! &. ‘Well, that didn’t make sense!’ Andrea thought, she hadn’t turned the TV on and it wasn’t playing when she came down – and certainly, it couldn’t turn itself on!Cautiously, she tip-toed towards the open door. She could hear what sounded like a woman speaking indistinctly, then a lot of moaning, groaning and heavy sighing. Andrea hesitantly peered into the basement room. The first thing that caught her eye was the 47inch LED TV… and the image playing on the flat screen was that of a skinny. She put her lips to my ear and told me that her cunt was wet and asked me what I was going to do about it?"Well for a start, mum." I whispered back as I held her closely to me and let her feel my erection pressing into her stomach, "I want to take you to bed with you still wearing your stockings." Ooh kinky!" she giggled."And your panties too." Mm yes darling, do you like them?" They're like you mum," I whispered, "Very, very sexy."She giggled and as the music finished, we went back to our.