” “Umm Hmmm!…That’s it!…Umm Hmm!…Come on!…” mom encouraged, settling all the way down on santosh’s up thrust cock. I could no longer...see any of the big man’s shaft, just his drum taut balls bulging under my mother’s twisting ass. “That’s it lover!…Finish!…Finish inside me!…” she murmured, letting one hand drift behind her ass and onto his balls. Then suddenly she looked at me and smiled. I easily found what my mom saw, there was a huge buldge in my jeans and it was growing as never before. Her. The area was inside the convent wall, out of bounds, and in any case, there was a nun to keep guard, Ann Marie.So, there I was, sixteen years of age, an orphan with a brother and three sisters to support. I was definitely a man, and like most young men I was curious about women, and so I slipped two coins into my pretty nun's palm and I slipped past her, down the narrow descending path towards the lake.I knew her, you see. She was not much older than me and we'd grown up together in the village. Gloria changed my makeup again, which made me look very pretty and mucholder. I thought my mother was going to cry.Bob spent more time with this look and by the time he finished I wasbushed. Even as tired as I was I was also disturbed by the feelings I washaving wearing this dress. It was so feminine and so soft feeling, so unMark like, so much the way Amanda, would feel that I wanted to hug Cindyin the worst way. It was then that I knew what she had been saying to me,I really was a girl."Well,. Damn all hypocrites!As for fidelity, Erin and I made a deliberate consensual choice NOT to vow fidelity, even though we both intended to live that way. She said, “You are a man, I can well imagine where you might stray if there was a good reason. A dying friend in need of comfort perhaps? Or a relative’s wife who needs a sperm donor? You would make a good baby I am sure, and one could argue that you even have an obligation to pass along your excellent genes since I can’t.”I appreciated that.