The stalls had venetian-like dividers so you could actually see out relatively well.I could tell by the shorts it was the same guy.He stopped in front...of my stall on the second pass and stepped close to the door. I could see he had pulled his cock and balls out of his shorts. I was impressed at how nicely hung he was. Uncut, thick cock, trimmed with low-hangers.He rubbed his gear against the blinds a couple of times then. I was about to just open the door when I heard him say, "Just stand up,. I fought the urge to turn around and walk away, giving Rebecca time to explain, even though it took all my intestinal fortitude.She searched my eyes, expecting me to explode, scream, rant, rave, throw things, or at least do something. I gave her patience, kindness, and time to compose herself before plunging ahead.When she knew I was listening, she said, "I suspected it three months ago, but I've known for over a month. So close to having Millie, you can't really see the baby weight, yet." She. Only then do I move in front of you, I take in every thing, my mind is racing as I study your breasts, your pert nipples sitting atop them, they are glorious items of desire for me. My eyes cast downwards to your flat stomach, a stomach I want to kiss and lick, then my eyes look at your pussy, your cunt, my toy. You are fully shaved (I hope this is true, I meanwhile have a small "landing strip"). Enough of my pondering, I approach the table again and grab the spreader bar, a metre long and. But as I stepped out of the front door I stumbled and had to grab hold ofMum to stop myself from falling over. A wave of panic swept over me.Normally I was quite secure on my feet but I felt now like a sudden gustof wind could blow me over.And it was windy. I felt the wind lift the hem of my dress.I felt at that moment like a thousand eyes were watching me yet the truthwas probably that no-one even saw me or at least that no-one saw a boydressed as a girl leave the house with his Mum and.