.. I can...Ialways wanted to be a..." Don't yell at me young man!" Mom said angrily, "I am still yourmother, and you will NOT talk to me in that tone ...f voice!" Mom visiblytook a deep breath and visibly calmed down. "Now then, sit down." I satof course. "So," she said, "no matter what we do, you'll still dressand live as a girl?" I guess," I said softly."I see. So being a girl is more important to you than we are?" No, of course not mom, it's just that, I thought I could...try it." Starting. I gave him another kiss, and we went over to the next couple's house. As we were sexually acquainted then, it wouldn't be so weird later, when we did the interview. The whole way over there, he just kept starring at me, I guessed because his fantasy was granted. As you know, I love Ted more than sex, but it was a nice to suck on my dad's cock for once. It may not even be once, I wasn't sure. Then we got to the place, and my dad wasn't nervous at all. Although, he had one question to ask before. There was no letter, no address, no demand for money but the message was clear. I immediately left work and headed to the largely black and hispanic neighborhood Tasheka had her studio. The door was wide open. She was sitting on the small couch she owned in a shimmering white dress. Her fat thighs were spread open and I could clearly see and smell her pussy. She smiled when she saw me at the door. ‘Do you know about this?’ I asked throwing the envelop on her lap. She looked at my coyly from. He stood very still facing the wall, waiting. she said nothing. then she touched him. it felt like little electric shocks down his body, he had longed for her touch for so long. his mind raced and then he just decided to give himself up to her and go anywhere she wished. her small hands started to rub up and down his back, gently circling and stroking, he felt a light kiss on the back of his neck which made the little hairs stand on end, then her hands moved down, kneading the top of his.