Why are saying this? I was starting to like you as a friend...now this cruel humor. Why?" she asked, her eyes filling with tears. "I want your frie...dship as a man, Elaine. How can I prove to you that I'm really a male?" I asked, pleading, searching in desperation. I couldn't very well ask her to feel my manhood under my dress, nor could I lift my skirt and expose my male genitals to her. What could I do but try to explain. "It's just that I've been cross dressing for a long time and. "But we need to save that for later. First, Mama needs to teach you what she likes."With one hand she reached back and undid the bra. My mother's heavy tits fell out, and into my face. The nipples were even bigger than I'd imagined, and with beautiful pink circles surrounding them, covering almost the entire breast. With both hands she lifted one and gave it to me. My mouth took it and, like a reflex, started sucking."That's right, baby. Suck Mama's big tit. Just like you used to. Yeah, nice. .” she breathed.“Fifteen minutes or I go somewhere else.”“I’ll be there. Go in the emergency entrance, ask for me.”“Okay.” Click.“Emergency entrance, please,” I asked Ronnie calming down.“I hope this doesn’t backfire,” she cautioned me.“It was either this or kill Jessica and every Fed I come across. Irene said to be human. I am, even if they aren’t.”Five-foot-seven, two-hundred-fifty-pounds of stoutness along with an older woman’s gray hair in a thirty-nine year-old body, met us wearing a white. I needed a place to hide out, and I knew for a fact, that Room 17, was always empty as this time. The door was placed so that you couldn't see the projector or the computer from the outside, and I figured I would play games. As I went to the door, I heard a video playing, it sounded like...moaning?I opened the door to the most glorious sight a man could see, Miss Ellen was watching porn on the computer, touching herself underneath the skirt. Her nipples were so hard, I could see it through her.