That took him only an hour and a badly scraped set of knuckles. He then set to work on the server farm. He intended to split his web site into several...areas to improve speed and accessibility. He was adding two more servers in the next two weeks so he began the preliminary work on that project. He had tons of e-mail to answer, as usual. Much of the e-mail was ridiculous. He answered them though, this was his hobby, his bliss. Many did not understand his passion for this expensive non-profit. “Get it wet, slut boy, or I will fuck you up dry and have you walking oddly for days!” I gagged on it in my attempts to please her and do as she told me. Then she moved behind me and grabbed a pair of rubber gloves like old ladies use to wash dishes with. They were green, and after a little squirt of lube glistened and she wriggled her fingers at me and laughed. “Oh don’t worry, my cunt boy, this is the easy part!!! I will be gentle… unless you piss me off!”I felt the first finger press. With a perturbed sigh, Olivia held the skirt open so he could step intoit. When he had, she raised it up, adjusted it around the area of awomen's natural waist, which was the same height as his panties'waistband, and she made sure that his blouse was well tucked in."There," Olivia smiled, "that looks nice. Come see."He looked in the mirror again and Parker had to admit that the clothesfit him much better than he?d hoped. The look was incomplete, though.?I still look like a boy,? he said,. Every once in a while, Mom teased me, turning to laugh, "Can't keep up, young fella?"We stopped for a snack when we caught up to Dad almost an hour later. He was waiting around a corner which opened to an incredible vista of craggy peaks. Dad waited for us to take it all in. When we got ready to leave, I reached to help mom into the saddle again but she declined, saying briskly, "I can get up myself, thank you. I'm not that old." Disappointed, I mounted up and fell in behind Mom, plodding.