" Great! That's the mom I know! You are a young, beautiful woman, in great shape. It will be easy for you to find a new man. I know I'm only a boy but...if I may give you some advice, you should be looking for a single guy who can give you all his time and not someone to get you into bed for a quick sex session." I then wrapped mom in my arms pulling her tightly against my chest."I realized this afternoon that very soon I will be alone," she said. "Three years ago we were all together; all of a. That I went.Well, I didn't. Mr. Guilt and Mr. Shame grabbed meagain. I had licked out a sissy boy's asshole. In astall of the boys' room. And sucked his sissy cock.And swallowed his sticky juices.Was I crazy?Not any more. I quit sissy jazzing at that verymoment. Cold turkey. Stood Jay up, I did. Served himright. And I wasn't going to see any of them ever.When I checked my email before I went to bed thatThursday night, there was a note from Jay "Wasn't itwonderful this morning? You're fantastic!. A candle lit meal for three.We had chillout music playing in the background that reminded us of out clubbing days while we ate, drank and talked about life, loves and all things Australian. After the meal the dishwasher made quick work of everything as we relaxed once again with our bellies full and another bottle or red. Conversation flowed so easily with our tiny group as I relaxed into a beanbag chair while Paul and Sarah conversed on the sofa.Sarah started to become quiet and curled up next. She had touched her breasts hundreds of times. It was like touching anywhere else on her body. True, the consistency of the flesh was unique, there. The only other part of her body that felt like that was her big, fat butt, which she thought stuck out like a barbeque stain on a white T shirt.“Why do they want to feel them?” she asked.“You’re kidding me ... right?” He looked puzzled.“No!“ she yelled. Then, immediately, she said “Sorry. I just don’t get it ... that’s all. I’ve touched them and I.