"I met someone, but he had family obligations, not that I'm sure he would be ready for this." I understand," Tina said.Krissi motioned Devlin forward...."I want you to meet someone. Tina, this is Devlin. Devlin and I met at a party a couple of months ago, and hit it off right away." So, are you two... ?" Not really," Krissi said. "You know me, I prefer my partners to be male." Hi," Tina said, holding out her hand. "I'm Tina." Devlin." I love your hair."Devlin picked at one of the ends. "Oh, this.. Come to think of it, our mother-daughter relationship has been somewhat amplified over the past week.Mom was on her way out when my boyfriend walked downstairs. He hugged her and kissed her on her lips, and she left. He sat down on the table and enjoyed the breakfast that I’d prepared for us.I started washing the dishes and, when my boyfriend was done he came and left his plate in the sink with the other dirty dishes. This morning I was wearing silk shorts, and a tight strap top with no bra. My. My glossy white tights slithered on her silky lap she kissed my forehead and whispered, ?Be happy my baby.? This had recently become the Saturday morning routine. Mr Jones had become bolder with his transvestism as mummy indulged his needs. We children did not know it but he had started on a feminisation regime controlled by the same doctor who attended at our school. Daddy Jones had never been a big man but now, he looked positively effeminate. He had taken to nursing Pauline in his arms. "Yes, yes. Anything. Just stop hurting me," Billy sobbed.The girls were very amused when they pulled his underpants down and saw his "thing" was all hard. And as they slid an old pair of Mary's frilly panties up his legs and over his hips they saw it just got harder and was making a bulge in the panties. "I think our little girl likes wearing my pretty panties. Seems to get "her" all excited," Mary said. All three of the girls were giggling and Billy was turning redder and redder, but he.