Damn, I was going mad! I was fantasizing about these women. These were not men, these beauties were women! And I wanted them. And my mind began to dri...t to the one shemale (I liked that term) I did know - Julia. And I was scared and yet excited. I knew where she lived . . . no, I could not possibly even think of it.But try as much as I could, images of Julia fucking me and of me sucking her cock (her beautiful cock) kept flashing through my mind. I spent the entire day looking at shemale porn. ”I nodded, not really interested until I spotted this naked Ken doll and naked Barbie at the side of the window sill. It looked like the boy doll had the girl nailed to the frame and her legs were raised and kind of wrapped around him and her arm outstretched. He was standing on the sill with his body sort of arched, bent back somehow, arms extended and her arms were behind his head.“Hey,” I said, “what’s that?”She giggled. “Guess what they’re doing?”“Ha, they can’t, they don’t have the right. Let me take care of you." He then kissed her mouth and tongued her deep and she responded by shoving her tongue in his mouth. He told her "Let's get off this main street." He drove to a vacant lot and turned his car off and pulled her to him. He moved his seat back so he hand more room to pull her close. He held her face with his hands and began to kiss her once again tonguing her mouth as she gave him her tongue right back. As his tongue searched her mouth he ran his hands down to her tits. As they moved slowly to the beat of the music, they turned so the dim light allowed a better sight of the naked woman's face. It was Rod's mother.Rod turned from the scene and backed up into the kitchen, his stomach queasy, his heart rapidly pounding in his chest. The sight of his mother and Mrs. Wilson would not retreat from his mind's eye. In fact, every detail of his quick vision was held within his imagination. Something pulled him from his lethargy and returned him to the living room door..