We put ponchos on to stay a little dry as we did our chores. I stoked the smoke house and wet the meat sacks down after putting more honey on the hams...and bacon. I decided to use sorghum on the sausage meat for a change in flavor this time around. I left a side of bacon without any honey or sorghum for only a natural hickory flavor. When I had the bigger smokehouse, I would put meat in three specific areas to get the special flavors.The rain was making it cool enough that Mom started a fire. “No. Most guys like sex, and most guys like to be flattered by their imagined reflections, like women are mirrors. You like women. I could always tell. It was one of the reasons I had a crush on you.” “Had?” “Have.” She smiled wickedly, encircling his now-hard cock with her thumb and forefinger. “Don’t worry, I want to hear lots about your man-on-man fun times. But for now, I’m just kind of enjoying you.”She slid the sheet away from his pelvis and bent down, taking his cock in her mouth with an. Teasingly he ran his fingers through Vasanthi’s hair, his lips softly searching along her jaw line, sliding lovingly down her neck, to nibble, and kiss the softness of her skin. Her back softly arched underneath his attentions given to her. Softly Vasanthi’s sensual lips parted as she shivered. A small fire of pleasure building deep within the pit of her firm stomach as small shudders of pleasure, caused her inner muscles to delightfully, tighten about him, driving him slowly towards. Themore I looked at my reflection in the mirror the more I knew for surethat I should have been a girl all along, and luckily, having a hunk likeStanley after me did not seem bad at all. I added a deep red lipstick tomy pile of stuff along with some very nice perfume. Mom knew what I wasdoing of course, but didn't say a thing until I bought the red lacepanties and a red shelf bra. Those appliances gave me the body of a girl,but that lingerie and dress made me feel every bit the woman in.