“You have NO idea!” she sighed.We got up and she walked me to the door. She asked for a kiss and we shared a soft, simple kiss. She watched from t...e door as I got into my car and pulled out of the driveway. I headed back to campus, went up to my room and went straight to bed. I managed six hours of sleep before I had to shower and dress for church.Angie and I went to church, and as usual I felt completely at peace, at least while I was praying and listening to the hymns, prayers, and scripture. I open my mouth to speak, sensing my folly she digs her nails into my fingers, hard, hard enough to draw blood. With my other hand I ran my finger down her spine and felt her shiver; then let out a sigh as her thighs parted slightly. I leaned in close to her ear and whisper, 'I'm going to fuck you.'She guides my hand down her waistband and underneath her tights and knickers.Her lips are dripping, She slowly grinds her self against my fingers, her arse rubbing against my cock. I resist every. "Honey, what is it?" she repeated, seeing the pain in his eyes and also wishing to divert attention away from what had obviously caught her son's attention.He sat down on the sofa and Lynn did likewise on a nearby chair, now making every effort to remain as modest as possible under the circumstances."Ginny laughed at me." There were tears in his eyes."Ginny Cravens? But why? I thought you two were looking forward to going to the movies together." So did I, but afterward, Bennie drove us all out. It was quite obvious that Victoria's daddy lived a double life.His day job took him into his London clinic where he treated people forsexual dysphoria whilst his alternative home life obviously involved ahigh degree of sissification and transvestism.Despite all these obviously different arrangements, it seemed thateverybody tolerated the others and they got along famously. I wassecretly glad to have been precipitated into such a liberal and tolerantfamily. My own father would have beaten me.