Anyway, what saddo at my age goes on holiday with his mum!I was trying to think of excuses to weasel my way out of the trip. However, she had suggeste... that her coming was a great no additional cost option. Her surname was the same as mine (she had never remarried from divorcing my dad 20 years ago), and her name, Miriam, had the same initial as the ticket was booked under. So it was game plan over, she was coming and that was it!I stayed at her house the night prior to the morning flight, my. ”“Your dad has seen things, huh?”“My dad has fought serial killers, white slavers, racists, and child abusers. There’s evil in this world. It’s there even if you choose not to acknowledge it.”“I can’t wait to meet your parents,” Chuck said dryly.He knew that her family had a number of larger than life characters in it. Some of the stories the staff had told him were rather unbelievable; but they all spoke about it in such a matter of a fact manner, that he was inclined to believe them. And a very prettyone," he growled lust filling his voice.So he knew I was a man......well a sissy, the thought had my cockinstantly hard. This REAL man was going to use me because I was not areal man.....my heart thrilled. I felt his hand grope for the waistbandof my knickers and with a sharp tug ripped them off. Fortunately theywere G-string knickers and the string broke before it squeezed my sissycherries. Then his fingers were probing at my sissy pussy."What do we have here?....." he. She quivered and shook, but kept still as she felt the palm of my hand against her navel. I took a hold of the string holding her heavy, busy breasts in her corset. We looked each other in the eye. She said nothing, but her lip grew white from biting it so hard, as she stared into my soul. Another bead of sweat raced down her chest. Of course, I had to lick it up and follow the trail, kissing her jaw and brushing our faces together. I pulled the lace and her eyes grew wider as the corset.