Come with me,Jimmy."The poor boy looked so scared now. He hid behind me and didn't move. Ipulled him in front and said, "Jimmy. I will be with you, bu... you need totell them what you know so we can help you and get the people that didthis to you."He kept shaking and started crying. Sad tears rolled down his face as hetold me, "I don't want to tell anyone about this. I just cant Mom."I understood. He had been though a lot and didn't want to talk about it.He must had been so humiliated. I told. Sunday we would stay in bed all day and watch old movies and make love. I was very excited about the drive in but a little scared about the keg party. No one had ever seen me dressed like a girl except Steve. At the drive in we would be in the car in the dark so I figured that would be safe but at a keg party with a hundred or so teen agers getting drunk and wild I was afraid I would be found out. Whatever, I would worry about that later. Right now I just wanted to be with my man and have some. The staff thinks it is hilarious, and truth be known, I kinda like it. It served a purpose as a conversation starter and allows me to keep a little bit of my former identity.My grandson, Brian, visits me frequently and knows his way around the home. Today he thoughtfully brought me a hot cup of coffee. I always enjoyed Brian’s visits, but I often wondered why his wife rarely came with him. I understand that my two grandkids didn’t have much interest in visiting me. Our relationship was much. Make sure to yell if we end up out of frame."His jaw dropped and he swallowed hard. We'd never done this before. He was always close by. He was always in control, but not this time.I walked over to Stephen, grabbed his drink and sat it down and took off his shoes and socks. I had him stand up. I got on my knees and rubbed his cock. Now, Stephen groaned a little. I slowly unbuckled his belt as I stared right into his eyes. I unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers... slowly. I let them drop to the.