Vivian said, “Oh my.”“So you like our little make-out session?”“Yes, very much so.”“Well, you’re in luck, because I like it too!”Aft...r more kissing, Vivian said, “I want to do more. It's been so long since those days.”“You Catholic girls are pretty fast. What would you like to do next?”A bit of shyness came over her, “I’m not really sure.”“Think of what you would do with a guy. We could play with each other’s boobs. Well, guys don’t have boobs per se, but both of us do.” Since she was taking. I looked across at myself in the mirror. Although I loved dressing fully as a woman I still preferred being in panties but as a man. The view I had was just that and it looked great!I felt a little disappointed as I put on my shirt and trousers although the feel of the stockings underneath left me in no doubt what I was wearing. The shirt was not too tight and did not show what was below unless I bent in a way to pull the shirt tight and then the outline of the bra showed. I would have to be. Trying to grab the guy thru his pants. I can tell he is hard but can only feel the base of his cock. It must have been stuck in his pants pointing down. He reaches down and fixes himself. His cock now pointing up. I can grab and pinch the shaft and head, but still only thru his pants. I work my hand to the top of his pants but can't get it inside. It's to tight. He realizes this. Reaches down. I move my hand. He opens his belt and top button. I reach in. There it is. I feel the warmth of his. I headed below. It only took a few minutes to find his father, dead in bed. I found what obviously was Tommy's small cabin and gathered the duffle bag filled with his clothes. I was back beside him in a few minutes."Okay, Tommy, how about we go up to the marina offices and get you cleaned up?" I asked.He looked down at himself and then blushed and nodded. "I was really scared," he said."I know. It will be better now. I know three nice ladies who are going to help me look after you, but I think.