He sat down in the chair in front of his computer and ***********ed slideshow.As the photographs of his nude mother silently flashed across the monito..., he sipped his beer. Steve wasn’t sure what he might do with the pictures, but they sure were hot! As he looked at the photographs of the most intimate portions of his mom’s restrained anatomy, he realized he needed to piss, big-time. He picked up the card, putting it back into the camera, collected his beer and went down the hall to the. Isabelle quickly found herself being lifted onto the pool table, where her shoes joined her skirt on the floor. Isabelle returned DB’s kisses with as much if not more passion. Her hands tore and pulled at DB’s clothes stripping the covering off the woman’s body like a child attacking presents on Christmas morning. She quickly reduced DB’s attire to a pair of reinforced toe/heel boot socks. Her eyes admired the firm hardness of DB’s body. Freshly shaved for the modeling shoot earlier that day. In onecorner was a large, three-sided mirror. On a mannequin next to it wasthe most exquisite, pink, flat line, lace detailed, corset he had everseen. The ruffles, ribbons and intricate pink hearts made it perfectlyclear that this corset was not designed for a lady. This corset wasdesigned for a sissy. One sissy in particular: Pansy Pumpscock."What do you think, my dear?"The emotions overwhelmed the sissy. Her hands started to fluster, andher words struggled to get out, "Oh... my... GAWD... I. I nodded, “Of course! I’m sure we can see them at Michigan, right Jason?”“You bet! And I’ll be able to get you tickets to any race you want.”“Including the Brickyard?” I chuckled.“That place holds 300,000 people!” Jason laughed. “I think we could squeeze you in between Emily’s dad, Bill, and my new team!”“Matthew,” Abbie said, “Jason and I are getting married on Saturday!”“Really? Wow!”“Yes. You and I should go on a date tomorrow. School starts Monday, right?”“I think so. Dad?”“Yes,” I.