The porch light went on just as soon as we stepped to the door. She reached up and kissed me lightly on my cheek just before the front door opened, an... she stepped inside."Thank you, Sean," she said. "Good night."It was a long time before I finally fell asleep. That night I dreamed of a raven-haired beauty, dressed all in black, dancing a samba just for me.Just as soccer practice had started for the school teams, the recreational teams for all ages were starting to gear up. I got a call from. I rolled onto my back and breathed a sigh of utter satisfaction. God, I had never had such a great sex with Rachel before. I slid my arm under her and pulled her to me. The last thing I remembered before falling asleep was me spooning her.When morning came and the bright sunlight washed through the blinds, the horrible truth was finally revealed. I heard a loud scream coming from my side and I jerked to a wake.To my utter horror, I saw my girlfriend's mother, Erica, clutching the blanket around. Above that was a red top with thin straps that barely held in her delicious breasts. I'd never seen so much cleavage (outside of the internet). Moving upward I saw that her make up was carefully done, but also that she was staring back at me, with an amused expression."You've never seen me all done up before, have you?" she asked, traces of seduction and humour mixing with her British accent.It was then that I realised who she was, one of my regulars. Normally she dressed in casual clothes,. They both wereperfect. I mean they both were acting like perfect girls, Chloe and J.I'd treated J as a boy, a weird one but a boy anyway. I'd tried toimagine that J was a girl. That wasn't hard. J, as a girl, suited allsituations better than a boy except at school.In fact, J was probably better at being a girl than I was. I wasconfused. I needed advice and I turned to my brother Zen "what do youthink about J?" His answer was something like "what's wrong with her?" Ididn't bother to ask him.