“Oh!” she said with a chuckle. “That’d be great! Thank you!”I got up from my towel and walked over to hers. She handed me the bottle of loti...n. Her hands looked so small gripping the rather extra-large cylindrical lotion bottle. Her hands also looked very soft, as did the rest of her skin, I was now noticing. “Just, on my back, if you don’t mind. I really appreciate it.”“Yeah sure, no problem.” I took the bottle from her and kneeled down behind her. I popped open the cap and squeezed some. ..How do you squirt?" she asked bluntly and I nearly choked on my breakfast. How could she ask something like this? We've always talked openly about things, but never this open. She was wiggling her cute little ass as she got down a cup from the shelf. God she was hot, and she knew it. Playful biting of the lip and one hair toss after another. She was flirting and she knew how to do well. " well honey...your going to have to ask a friend" I responded finally." I already have, and they said to. Once I finished, Mom andDad were clearly still processing the story, but having known Billy aslong as they did, and having encountered Melissa at enough school-sanctioned events like band concerts or football games, they weredefinitely supportive of the idea."And you're sure about this? I mean, crossdressing seems a bit extremeto me. Why didn't you just ask Chloe to go in your place? You lookenough alike that I doubt Melissa would be able to tell," Dadsuggested.I opened my mouth to speak but. "He's way too damn young!"As I turned my sister was sitting there at her kitchen table grinning at me."What?" Maybe ... you should throw Peter a going away fuck," she laughed."Yeah right, don't be ridicules Joyce!" I admonished her, yet my pussy was thinking the very same thing. Already I could feel the sudden appearance of moisture beginning to seep into my crotch, and now wished for the first time I'd actually brought my robe over with me. I hurriedly sat down at the table, but I'd forgotten.