The fact that my hermaphrodism was still an issue whenever it came up was proof enough to me and indeed, my intimate friends. We all held that an indi...idual's sexuality is strictly his or her own affair!Ask any woman, (or trannie who can pass,) what it's like to sit at a bar and simply try to enjoy a drink or watch the screen without inevitably being pestered by some conceited, sexist, overbearing (usually drunken,) idiot.Anyway, what was done, was done. Femies were here to stay and in truth. Which was quite considerate of him really.’ ‘Very considerate.’ ‘Though he got me good with the last little bit. All over my favourite shirt.’ ‘Ah,’ I said again, biting my lip once more, this time to keep myself from laughing. ‘It’s not funny.’ But Luke was smiling now. ‘So after I cleaned up the mess–single-handedly, I might add, since both Matt and Craig buggered off at that point–I thought I’d better have a shower before I came to check on you.’ ‘Right.’ He’d only come to check on me?. My lingerie was already laid out from before my shower. Slowly, I slipped my bra on and clasped the back, then placed my breast forms inside to give myself a nice C cup. Then, I pulled on my garterbelt, followed by sliding a pair of sheer black stockings up my silky legs. After they were clipped in place, I pulled on a French cut Victoria’s Secret thong, loving the feeling of it sliding up between my cheeks. Next, I went to my closet and pulled out a black dress with sheer sleeves and. She didn’t react to it at all like it was natural. I placed my head against her upper breast this time.Me: Love you, mom, I’m lucky to have you.Mom: Aw, I love you, too, son! My little guardian you are!Me: So how was it to be peed on?I said with a chuckle.Mom: How can you bring up something so nasty, right after you said something so beautiful?!Me: You know me, mom, I change the subject really fast if I say something sweet.Mom laughed and said:Mom: You are so much like your father, you know.