"IAMS?" I asked, when Bertie and I had sat down, and we'd accepted coffees from John, who came in at that moment.Bertie laughed."I wish I had collecte... a nickel from everyone who asked that question over the years," he chuckled. "It stands for Independent Aircraft Maintenance Services (Vegas) Inc."When I set the company up after coming out of the Air Force over thirty years ago, people liked the idea that our fully certified mechanics always did the thorough job we guaranteed. I've got 20 men. The door opens back up and mom is standing there in tears. "Come in". I go inside and sit in the living room. I think to myself, "I probably shouldn't have worn a leather mini skirt and heels for their first time". "What did you do to yourself boy?" asks my furious dad. "Why you come home after nearly three years looking like this?" "It's girl now dad. I'm a girl now...sort of." "Baby I've seen these transformations on Oprah so many times now, that I understand. You don't need to explain it to. He came just inside the front door. My cock was very hard and poking out the top of my panties. He felt me up for a few minutes, and then he was on his way. He visited my house several times on his way to work to give me a thorough groping. A few times leaving me standing there with my panties pulled down, my bra unfastened and a huge hardon as he hugged me goodby on his way to work. He always had the biggest bulge in his pants during our doorway visits. He told me he would jack off in his car. Timmy fucked me in a way no one else ever has. He lifted me from the bed, walked me over to the wall and fucked my throbbing fuck hole. With me holding tightly to his neck, my tits were rubbing his chest. My nipples were very erect.Timmy told me he wants to eat more of my lucious pussy. I said yes, as long as I could have his cock too. Timmy lifted me off his cock and flipped me over, with my legs around his neck and with his cock in my mouth. He held me like that licking and fingering my.