It seemed Mr Chin could not wait."Take off your panties Alice," he ordered. Alistair could not and shiedaway from him trying to explain that he had to...keep them on."No matter Alice, I will just lower them, than you will still have themon, now up on the bed with that big bottom of yours up in the air."Alistair did not notice that Mr Chin was no longer speaking in brokenEnglish, in fact he had a very well-spoken posh clipped British accent.Alistair assumed the requested position and Mr Chin. I think." Yeah... Yeah, good..." He coughed uncomfortably again and cleared histhroat, "There's just one other thing, and don't hate me for this, allright? Cause I'm your friend, and that's what I'm here for... but...Uh..."I knew what was coming before he asked, and for some strange reason, itdidn't really bother me. At all. Which was scary."Were you..." Eric continued, "Wearing women's underwear today?" BeforeI could make up an excuse he quickly continued, "Because you know, I hada good friend. After making clear my outrage, my unwillingness everto contemplate doing anything like this again, my expectation of beingcompensated and rewarded for my cooperation, and having extracted frommother a solemn promise that she would tell nobody else about it (as ifshe would!), I agree with quite unfeigned reluctance and dismay, to puton the dress. Mother fusses about for a minute, making mark withdressmakers' chalk, and inserting pins into the fabric. Eventually shesits back."Well, I think I. " Her boy's hand roved down, plunging between her legs. She opened her thighs, allowing her son to grope her steaming crotch. His fingers plunged into her open pussy and her hot juices poured out into his hand. "Oh wow!" he mumbled. "Hot pussy! Oh Mom!" He worked his hand back and forth between her cuntlips, whipping up a froth. His finger slid into her pussyhole, wiggling, twisting. Alicia thought she'd lose her mind. She wriggled, groaning as her youngest son clutched at.