My Aunt Mary was never jealous of my wife and in fact she treated her extremely nice. I tried not to be too obvious when I was around my aunt as, I di... not want to give our little get togethers away. She would call me on occasions and ask if I could come over and help her with a little job that she couldn’t do. My wife never had a clue (or so I thought.) It was a Friday evening when Aunt Mary called and said that there was a little job that she needed help with and could I come over on Saturday. In fact, she thought I made a really cute girl. It was okay with her if I dressed up, and she was pretty sure Gramma would be cool with it, but Grampa and her brothers would not like it. We really needed their support right now, so we would have to keep this our little secret.‘Brandi’ had evolved with age and experience. Mama had begun giving me ‘vitamins’ – I never knew the source – which would keep me looking and feeling a little more feminine than masculine. When I could ‘pass’, she took me. The reality of the situation came to her. He was her brother and they lived in the same house with their parents. How could they be in a relationship with each other when their parents were always with them? "You have to tell him the reality of the situation. This is not meant to be," her conscience told her.She finally opened her eyes, and her heart melted instantaneously. Her brother was on his knees, tears falling down his handsome face, and his eyes red from crying."Kiera, please give me a. Williams." Amy looked a little down. I pulled her in for a quick kiss and felt up her ass."I'm counting on you, Amy."Her face brightened and she said, "You can count on me, Mr. Williams."I led Ashley and Katie to the interview room. They were giggling like old friends."Oh I hope I get in a commercial. Everyone will be so jealous." I know. He turned away my friend, Holly. She's gonna be so pissed."They both snickered.We entered the room and I closed the door forcefully."OK ladies, please remove.