I am a 14 year old boy staying with my widow mother who is only 29 years of age. She is having some problems, for which doctor has prescribed some exe...cises, which is does with my help. She neither wears anything nor allows me to wear during her exercise session. And I continue hereafter. After about six weeks, we again visited the gyaenocologist and he examined mom once again. This time he forced me to leave his chamber and had a long discussion with mom. I wondered what it was all about. Mom. He fiddled around with his keyboard for a moment, and Janet watched as file names scrolled on the screen."What are you looking for?" Carl asked."Any files that were deleted just before the computer was last used six months ago," answered Janet.He typed in a few more commands, then sat back in his chair."There's just one, a letter." Print it, please," asked Janet.The printer at the counter buzzed to life, and Janet walked over and removed it. She felt like screaming when she read the. And I’d want to take a hall pass or two with me, just in case. I don’t want to risk cheating while gone, but I might get rather lonely without my girl,” Shawn clarified.“Wow ... just wow ... okay ... sure ... yeah, I’m gonna be worried as fuck at times, but this is a big move for you. And I’ll be a housewife. We could use the money, especially with a baby. And this will certainly impress my parents more than your current position.“It will also make it easier to push for Damien to take my job.. .take it, I shouldn't be..." I tried continuing as I stood there, visibly shaken and weak all to Madge's now satisfied pleasure. "Yes, boys shouldn't be wearing women's clothes, should they..." She cooed "But you've been a naughty boy, haven't you?" She said as she stopped momentarily then went back to the bed and picked up an old fashioned taffeta dress. It was very feminine and I watched as she started to take it off the hanger. I gasped, "Plea....please don't, don't make me wear that.