They are 8 now and very busy. My daughter and her husband are going away for 6 weeks cycling through Europe. This is there first holliday since t...ey were married and l told them that l would be glad to look after them and arrange for a qualified sitter. This is the catch. Some days l work long hours and l never will work on week ends as a matter of fact l will only be working 4 day weeks so l can spend more time with them. On the weekends l go to my cottage about an hour away so l will. I waswearing jean shorts with my legs shaved, tennis shoes, anda white T-shirt. My breasts were courtesy of Mistress:expensive forms that were applied to the chest withadhesive. Their realism was stunning, down to the detail ofthe nipples. Sometimes when Mistress transforms me into hersissy, I am nearly passable. This time, I was not. I had tosuffer the embarrassment of large breasts, braless under at-shirt, while the only other vestiges of femininity weremy shaved legs and a light pink. I tweak my nipples and hold my hot cock in my hand as i look at myself.mmmmm so wanna walk around naked in front of the whole town.after a while i get dressed put back the clothes on thier hangers and leave the shop.i next walk into te public toilets,i slip into one of the cubicles and strip again.i stand leaning my bacck onto the wall and start to wank slowly.after a while i hear someone sniffing and coffing in the next cubicle.i open my eyes and see a hand coming under the partision.i kneel. And now, it looked like she would be sharing it with her son, Erin, or Skip, or who ever the fuck he was or wasn't. She was so confused her head hurt as she felt Skip shove her toward the bed."Crawl up on the bed and get comfortable," he ordered her, "while I bring my big bad boy out to meet you."She stumbled over to the bed and slowly crawled up on it. Sitting down, she fearfully watched her son undress.He quickly peeled his shirt off, revealing his well-muscled chest and washboard stomach..