I started daydreaming a lot, and imagined myself as the girls in the magazines. There were no girl's clothes available to me at home, and I wouldn't h...ve been able to keep them hidden anyway, but by the time I was 10 I had started collecting my own makeup collection, which was small and easy to hide. I didn't have the courage to buy any of it so I became very adept at shoplifting from the drugstores and the five and dimes. Almost daily, at bath time, I'd bring my makeup and magazines into the. " Grinning, I said, "You're a slut and I'm a voyeur." "We make a great pair, don't we?" "Yes, we do." For a moment we smiled at each other, but then Jeanne's smile vanished. She looked at me with a serious expression and said, "Michael, were you serious when you told me that you wouldn't mind if I licked Trent's ass?" "Do you think you'd enjoy doing that?" "Michael, please don't get mad, but when I think about doing it to him my pussy absolutely gushes." "It would be pretty slutty, wouldn't. But her "realisation"meant accepting that it was NOT a phase.Of course, she had always realised she had a FEMININE son. In fact, overthe years she had grown to accept that he was in almost every wayfeminine. The "REALISATION" was that her "son" was, in mind and soul, aGIRL. One hundred per cent. As much a girl and with the same femininewants and desires of any eleven year old girl. In fact, as feminine andgirly as she had been at the exact same age. The "REALISATION" was thatshe was going to. You can fuck my mouth any way you like...you on top, me on top, me tied up, I want to try it all. And I want to drink as much cum as you can give me!" Julian was starting to slobber, and nervously wiped his chin. "Okay sweetie, that sounds great. Let's get comfy," she said as she put the money in her purse and set it on the dresser. She slowly unhooked her top, and freed her two beautiful breasts. Julian stripped quickly, and watched Tonya slowly slip out of the skirt, leaving the heels on..