That was the acceptance I hadbeen looking for.After sharing the emotional moment of the hug, and the ten or soseconds of smiling at each other which f...llowed, I was keen to carry onthe discussion, to see how far Tim wanted to go with his idea, and howmuch help he needed from me. I was still curious to know what had givenmy son the thought of wanting to dress as a girl, but I was prepared towait a little longer for that particular answer. For now I was happy tohave finally got him talking."Ok,. Yeah.My mind went into overdrive. Was she turned on? Was she turned on by me? Was it because I was checking her out? Maybe she was attracted to me! Maybe she’d just been waiting for me to make a move, maybe that was why she liked hanging out in her underpants, maybe that was why she liked me hanging out in my underpants, maybe that’s even why she suggested cuddling... For like a second, I went nuts. I don’t know where Marie was looking, but I feel like no matter what part of me she was looking. Because you have been so helpful, I'm going to make sure every single inch of you is nice and clean.” “Every inch, huh?” “Every single inch,” I reply. “Well, Hun, if that’s the plan; you had better get a move on before we run out of hot water.” “This is not the kind of thing I like to do quickly. Besides, how often do I offer to come here and do this for you?” By this time, my hands are below your waist, and I find that you are already hard, so I rub the soap back and forth on you until you. But, sometimes she lets her freak flag fly; drinks too much, flirts with every man, woman, and child at the party, then yaks out the window on the way home.Van is sex on a stick. She’s tiny, dark-haired, dark-eyed, and very curvy, with pert boobs and smashing long legs. All that succulent glory was on full display in a tight LBD.Her best asset is her muscular ass, pun intended. And, she was backing it up against me, while she jived to the Latin beat. Between the butt massage and her perfume, I.