Ifigured that I better start becoming used to the attention.All my life I had kept my fantasies secret. My one escape and solace werethe sites. There ...ere several sites. Back in the old days, they werefemale impersonators and drag queens. Then the term transvestites werepopular. Now, they are all called trans sites.Well, first. a secret clutch of glossy magazines in the basement fromadult bookstores. Then came the internet. I would bury myself in mybedroom and lavish myself with comfy pillows. " Well, all that has changed. Now you must begin thinking like a woman, planning for your future. And one of the things you want to plan for is having a marriage bed you enjoy going to, rather than the opposite."Marie simply blinked, looking helpless."Don't be frightened," said Penny, suddenly solicitous. She put her arm around Marie's shoulders, pressing her generous, no doubt hot breast, against the girl's shoulder. It was a sign of the girl's complete inability to cope with the situation. When you're finished the dishes, go sit on the couch near Dad, and curl your sexy legs up beside you so I can see them."I left. When I came downstairs, Mom was sitting on the couch with her legs curled up beside her. I joined her on the couch, my back against the opposite arm, and started to read a magazine. I reached my foot out, and pressed her feet out toward the front of the couch until they lay parallel to it. I waited until she looked over at me, then moved my eyes down to her skirt and. Not taking offence with her ‘have you finished yet’ attitude, he shed his load up her mothering fanny, patted her bare, thin rump, whistled for Clitty and went outside, telling her to pop out and find him later. Claire lay on the table for a while, letting their juices dribble down her legs, straightened her skirt, tidied the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher, hearing the sticky squelch of her upper thighs.The business had taken a lot of planning and investment and Claire nurtured a huge sense.