‘I don’t know mom that sounds weird.’ ‘There is nothing weird about a son dancing with his mother.’ ‘Just one dance.’ Eric finished his ...eer and his mother led him back into the crowded living room where everyone was dancing. The radio was playing all of the big dance songs of the past year and everyone was having a great time. Eric lost himself in the moment and actually enjoyed dancing with his mom. After a few songs passed a slow one came on the radio and everyone took their partners in. " Here we go, Hon."WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!Spanking hard now. Suddenly I hear the faggot crying. I start cumming. So fuckin hard!WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!He is screaming and bawling, howling now, beginning to thrash about. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!Now he's attempting to escape, to get off of my lap. I put a visegrip on his ass and legs."No, Baby! No! Stay! Right there Faggot Boy. Don' you move, pansy. Or I'm gonna get mad. And you don't want me mad, girlie."He. Dan’s first week home was really busy, as the race track was going to be shorthanded, and had him scheduled in for at least sixty hours. As a result, it was over two weeks before he had a chance to get into the city and hit a few of the bars Candi had mentioned. Though she had said they had a presence of T-girls and cross dressers there, he decided to check them out first as himself. He went to the first one, and after one beer, decided the “gurls” there were a bit too outrageous for him. But. She had crossed half the length of the country, taking nothing with her except one full backpack, making good use of her thumb as she hitchhiked away from trouble.Unfortunately, trouble had followed in the guise of an experienced bounty hunter. RJ Thomas, loner, had followed Willie every step of the way. Now, he leaned against the bar watching as she sipped her red wine. He'd watched her in the last bar, and the one before that, but she'd not seen him.He decided the time had come to introduce.