I had not been called upon much lately to jerk him off. He seemed like the same old friendly guy and is wonderful to work for but either he is not as ...orny as he once was or he’s tired of me jerking him off. Oh well, life moves on. Our house in Boulder was vacant. Our old neighbors phoned to let us know that our tenants must have moved out. Their last check bounced on us so while we’re out of pocket for rent, we’ll keep their damage deposit. Carl had some news too. His mom and Sandra were. Now I knew what that first picture had been for - before and after. Neighborhood boy to Sonia's girly-boy.Sonia encouraged me to pose even more, to reveal the head of my clitty sticking out the top of my panties, to smile suggestively, pouting, strutting, emphasizing my girly qualities. And her camera recorded it all - me standing in exaggerated, openly sexual poses...lying on the bed, stroking the front of my panties...and finally, erupting in a arcing stream of thick girly-boy juice.Leaning. The auburn haired woman kicked off her shoes, and taking her wine glass with her, padded down the carpeted hallway to their bedroom. Taking off her light summer jacket, she let it fall on the straight backed chair in the corner of the blue room. She unzipped the simple cotton dress and slipped out of it. The soft cotton stroked over her body, sliding over her smooth, creamy shoulders, onto her full, round breasts, then down to her smooth, svelty curving buttocks, her voluptuous young thighs,. She found everything she needed for the house, except for linen for the new bed. Those she ordered from the big Sears wish book, with a promise that they would arrive about the same time as the bed itself. Connie smiled as she threw in a set of red satin sheets with the order. She knew she looked good in red.Later that afternoon, Tommy did his part for making the new place a home by hiring a handyman to do the repair work Harold said the house needed. The handyman was the uncle of Jose Luna,.