I have always had a girlish figure even when I was young I noticed my body wasn't like the other boys. I had small boobs and a big girlish butt. I was...embarrassed to take a shower after gym class, although I did enjoy taking a peak at the naked boys and their delicious dicks. As I got older my butt kept getting bigger and so did my hips. I would notice men stare at my behind when I walked by and I started to enjoy it. I started wearing women's pants and shorts that fit tighter and hugged my big. "Just stay as you are", I told her again. She straightened back up. "Would you please put your hand back in me?", Dianne said, "I really am damn near ready to come!". I slowly started to feel the back of her thighs, moving my hand up and down on the inside of those well structured legs. I'd gently move my hand from her knee to her crotch. I made sure that I always just stopped short of her sex, but I kept getting closer and closer to that wet golden part of her body. Each time that I started my. Mom came back about twenty minute later and asked me where Lisa was. Itold her about what had happened. I helped her unpack the groceries andsat down at the bar while she started to cook dinner."I have noticed the change in Lisa as well over the last few weeks,"Mom started. "This whole situation has been pretty ruff on her youknow. Honestly the turn of events has really surprised me," Mom saidturning around and walking over to the bar next to me. "I figured thatyou would of the been the one. Probably look better if I trimmed my full-on walrus mustache, but I couldn’t do that either. It hid the massive scar on my upper lip. “Stabbed in the face” isn’t a figurative thing for me, and yeah, that had hurt like fucking hell.I pulled my lunch out of the refrigerator and headed down to Ed’s Quickmart to buy a large Coke and use the microwave.Honestly, I had cold Coke in the fridge at the trailer, and I probably had six or seven working microwave ovens at any time, but it was a ritual of.