?Are you sure mum," he asked half hesitant half hopeful."Yes. I am sure,"? I responded quite firmly and in a tone that indicated the end of discussion... "Now go and finish tiding up your room while I get ready to go out. You now I have to go over to your Aunt Catherine?s to discuss the arrangements for her up coming wedding."Jonathan just sighed, got of the stool and left the room. For the second time in two days I watched my son leave the room looking, at least from the shoulders up, like a. " Let's go have something cold and wet at the Union. I want to hear your life story." I can't imagine why," Charlie laughed. "You'd have to look pretty far to find a more boring one." I'll be the judge of that. Come on, I'm buying."As they walked toward the union, Charlie couldn't help but wonder that Marty had never fixed his eyes too long on his face.They both got large iced teas and sat at an outside table. As Marty flopped into a chair across the table, he asked. "Were you the bottom twin,. My body was very girly from the backside I could pass for a girl. I had wide hips, slim waist short hair on my head but also I had soft boyish tits. I began to think myself more and more as a girl with every passing day.I would put things in my ass like snickers bar, banana icky! and jerk off only if I had something up my ass. If I had access to girls’ clothes I would wear them but didn’t have. I would feel especially girly if I took my clothes off since my ass was big and with my curves. Basically, we started off with polite small talk and gradually escalated to full on dirty talk about what we wanted to do to each other. Most of the stuff we wouldn't or couldn't actually do, but for three days while we were both at work, we talked and masturbated over instant messenger. It was simply amazing listening to my wife's sister, who in our family settings is very conservative and clean cut, tell me things like she wants me to finger her ass while she sucks on my cock. It's.