I was getting tipsy but far from drunk. The guys were trying to get me plastered so they could have their way with me. My skirt was so high that the g...ys could see my crotch and the thong between my pussy lips. One guy, Adrian, asked me if it was uncomfortable with my panties in my crack and I told him it was. He suggested I take them off but I told him I couldn't do it with everyone watching. Adrian offered me fifty dollars for my panties and wouldn't take no for an answer. I excused myself. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said anything. I guess I'm just a stupid bitch." You're not stupid," I quickly shot out regretting that it sounded like I thought she was a bitch.She laughed and it was a very nice laugh as she knew I didn't mean it like that. "So, you think I'm a bitch?" she teased.We both laughed and I reached an arm around her and pulled her to me. She was so tiny and fit under my arm. She put her hand on my chest and I kissed the top of her hair. It smelled like strawberries.. Their father could somewhat get away with never, ever, being there when his daughters needed him, but I was her uncle ... and the dependable one in our family. My first problem of the morning ended up being an easy, quick fix, but the second scheduled trouble call ended up being a head-scratcher. One of those leaky pipe problems that you think originates from one place, but when you cut away the sheetrock to expose the problem area you then find that the leaking pipe you thought was the issue,. It clicked loudly and the flash of lightmomentarily blinded her."MERRY CHRISTMAS, AUNT JANE!!!"The shout almost knocked Jane backwards but she found herselfswept up by many hands and pulled into the parlor.The very *full* parlor.Jane shook her head, trying to clear her dazzled eyes, not quitewilling to believe what she saw.Her boys. The room was full of her boys, and they had deckedthemselves out as their feminine alter egos. Each and every oneof them looked like one of the cute female.