" She turned her head to the side and listened for a moment. "Two songs left. Just enough time for us to finish." With that, she grabbed my shoulders ...nd dragged me back into the light. "Sit here," she warned, "And DON'T move."Why I did it, I have no idea. I just sat down on the empty box and watched her pantied ass sashay away. I didn't know a thing about her, yet there I was, my sissy side exposed for all to see, just waiting for some burly roadie to find me. Shit, I'd be lucky if ALL he did. I was proud of how I had managed as their 'mother'.Fortunately we had the house, mortgage free, and I think that helped sway the social department. I had to abandon any plans of staying on at school for my qualifications and my social life got neglected but it was all worth it. We'd come through the tough times and eventually thrived: a close, loving family with a mum the same age as her boys.I was just a couple of months short of my 16th birthday when we lost Mum and Dad. Matthew, then 18, was. While stroking her nice, smooth skin, I would lick the fuck out of her tits and nipples that just the touch of my tongue caressing her would probably make her want to cum. I would put whip cream down the middle of her midsection down to her nice, pink, shaven, wet, juicy pussy. Lick the cream off her nice and slow till I get to the pussy. Licking her clit and biting it, would be so fucking great that even she would beg for me TO NOT STOP. By that time he would be home from work and walking in. I told them you were my roommate and that they could get in touch with you at the same number as me. I think they might call, but who knows? Don't be so uptight. The worse that could happen is they might ask us out. It might be fun to double date."Tim seethed at that final comment. He stalked to the bedroom and stripped off every piece of feminine clothing he could and scrubbed all of the make-up from his face. He put on an old football jersey and returned to the living room while Jill cooked.