My massage had dwindled to gently stroking my fingertips up and down the top of her feet; I had almost forgotten that my girlfriend was sat in the roo..., probably masturbating as she watched me with her best friend.Suddenly the phone in the room went off; causing all three of us to jump. Rachel's legs clamped shut and her eyes flew open. I dropped her foot like it was an iron and I glanced over at Chloe just in time to see her hastily pull her hand from under the cushion. I looked at Chloe with. Then she massaged each arm. The fever was so severe that my muscles were actually aching, so everywhere she rubbed felt wonderful.Now before I go any further, let me tell you a little about my mom, who was thirty-eight when this happened. First, she was an amazing person. Everyone loved her because she was one of the sweetest, kindest, most gentle people in the world. If she was your friend, she would do anything for you… and if she was good as a friend, she was an even better mom. And was. 'That was what I dreamt it would be like darling', I gasped. Now I fully understand that people want to embrace their gender and sexuality fully, I should because mine is complicated enough, but often some trannies will be offended if you enquire into it. For me Roxanne was made even more desirable because she was a transsexual or third gender, like there are only three, I mean if you research and understand the subject there are many variations as there are in people generally. I was pleased. Meeting us was an elderly woman, who like Marie was impeccably dressed, and was smiling as she hugged Corina and Marie. She had a puzzled look though, as Marie introduced us. "Grandma this is Martin, Martin my Grandmother Hilda."In perfect English she said." I see that you must have made a great impression on my grand-daughter, for you are the first man she has ever brought home."This statement puzzled me, if I were the first she had brought home, who was Corina's father?There were so many.