"And you wasn't making things easy for me."After we finished our drinks, he quickly excused himself and went to his room. I finished my drink in silen...e. As I went down the passageway I had to go past his room to get to mine. His door was slightly ajar. Bbeing an inquisitive Mother, I peeked in and saw him sitting on the edge of his bed with a towel across his knees covering what looked like a very large bulge, it was obvious to me that he was about to jerk himself off. Pausing briefly, I. “It’s all for the best, Ed. I was too old for her and her husband treats her like a goddess.”“From what I remember, she was a goddess,” Ed added.“I kinda doubt that you called me to find out about my love life, Ed. What’s up?”“I wanted to invite you out for dinner. It’s been a long time since we swapped yarns.”“That sounds like a good plan, Ed. When did you have in mind?”“One night this week, when you can tear yourself away from the office or that hot blonde, Shelly.”“I’m meeting Shelly. What the fuck? I shook my head, trying to remember if I had stuffed those into my underwear after we had played together. I was sure that I hadn't.When I had finished my morning piss, I wanted to check the webcam on my laptop. I had been a bit tipsy last night, so I thought it might help me remember how my daughter's panties had found themselves in my underwear. My laptop was gone. I remembered Heather taking the webcam with her when she'd left my room last night. But my laptop had still been. The girls looked at each other andlaughed. The sissy was attempting to defend himself but was terrified thatany contact with his nemeses would elicit swift and sudden vengeance andretaliation. It was an object lesson in ineffectual sissy power and justdoubled their contempt for the boy."Oh, my, my, my... You're so big and strong... And what a fighter! You're justso masculine... For a tiny, little girl, that is...," joked the blonde whileher dark-haired companion nodded in agreement. "But it's.