I was passing my son’s bedroom and couldn’t help myself earwigging in. I went into our room and carefully listened to the chatter coming from next...door. It shocked me to hear how paper thin the walls were and also of their conversations. My son was talking about a girl he fancied at school and the other friends (Niall, Connor and Struan) were all chipping in. I heard them talking about the size of her ‘tits’ and Niall saying that size wasn’t everything.The other boys seemed very impressed by. " She said, turning on her heel. She walked barefoot, wearing only a black bra and black boyshorts. Black fishnet stockings clipped to the bottom of her boyshorts, making her legs appear longer. Sam watched her hungrily, stripping himself of the wife beater and basketball shorts he had been wearing. He tossed them to the side, knowing he'd be picking them up later. His dirty blonde hair fell into his eyes and he tried to shake it out before giving up and brushing them aside. His Mistress. "Now then, Henry," she said looking at me as I slowly shrank in my chair under her gaze, "Your Mother tells me you've some sort of problem down below?"Clearing my throat, I managed a nervous "Uh, sort of."She saw me crawling back into my shell and smiled warmly. "It's alright. Take your time and tell me all about it. Once we get some idea of the issue, I can decide if you need to be sent for some tests or whatever. It's probably nothing to worry about and just part of you growing up and going. " Now, how will you dress Angel, my favorite doll?" With her blonde hair, I would have her undergarments be black. And thenI would have her wear a red dress." Oh, Alan, I think you have an eye for fashion. How do you know so muchabout colors and fashion?" Uh, I don't. I guess I just watch mom and other girls and see how theydress. It is not rocket science." Hmmm, Ok, if you say so."The two kids played nicely for a while, and then Alan decided he hadenough, so he left to go play video games.