I think it was because of the way I made my mother feel happy. We climbed the ladder and laid down on a blanket she had put there earlier. Chris unbut...oned her blouse and revealed that she wasn't wearing a bra. She placed my hands on her breasts. They felt warm to the touch. I gently massaged her nipples and they harden in my hand. “Go ahead and lick them.” Chris whispered. I moved from nipple to nipple, swirling my tongue around the nipple of each breast. While I was doing that, she reached up. . it wasn’t pretty. Despite our nudist leanings, we would have to cool it on that business, at least for now.We walked along the mostly deserted streets until we saw them. There were about eighteen of them, to be precise. They all had guns ... and clubs. They all also had white hoods and robes. It wasn’t rocket science why everyone was indoors for the moment, if they could manage it. For some odd reason, the Klan had crawled out of the woodwork, and they were some nasty Klucker bastards from. During my evening prowls when the weather turned a bit chilly, I would also wear a black medium-lengthed trench coat, with the belt tied around my waist. I would make sure there was some frilly slip showing at the bottom, usually dangling off to one side so it would feel so sexy as I walked. I looked sexy as hell, and quite passable, as I was often told.I had been crossdressing for many years in the medium-sized city I was from that had been LGBT friendly. I would be fully smooth, shaven top to. They both looked at one another and started to giggle and they said they forgot to start cooking. At that point Becky being about two glasses of wine much said that if I was hungry I could come eat her. Both of them starting giggle some more. I tried to be a smart ass and told her to stand up and take off her panties. Then with out a second thought she stood up and pulled them down and said that the all you can eat in now open. I looked at Cindy and she asked me what I was waiting for. .