" I felt tears welling in my eyes. I'd never had todefend myself before, "Please accept me for who I am. I am both Michaeland Maria. But I would prefe... to be Maria. She is who I am meant to be." Millicent," mum added, "I felt just like you at first. But Mariaexplained how she felt. She showed me things on the internet. And Ilearnt to understand. So we stated this."Mum had by this time got a photograph album out. I recognised it as thealbum we had started when I first came out to her. We showed. I was woken by what felt like the bed moving followed by my covers tightening over my body. Opening my eyes I could make out the silhouette of a person standing over me half way down the bed. Before I could say anything I noticed a hand moving between the silhouettes legs accompanied by what sounded like a finger slipping in and out of a moist pussy. I lay there silently as she continued to play with herself above my body. “Well” she said “what are you thinking”. “I wish I could see you. The draw with the lube, handcuffs and flogger. The draw with the pussy pump and the 10” black dildo that still had dried cum around the base. The draw with the buttplug and the speculum.As I pulled each item out in turn, my heart beat faster and faster. I’d never even seen half of these things before and began to scramble to put them back exactly how I found them when the door behind me closed.As a black man, it’s difficult for me to turn red but I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. I. "So what shall we do?" I asked. "Fancy going to get something to eat?" "No, just fancy having a quite night." She replied. This was the code for a bit of kissing and cuddling and if I was lucky I could usually get her down to her pants. I turned to her and immediately our mouths met, Christine grabbed my head holding my mouth to hers, I pushed my hand up from her knee and up her warm thigh, her other hand grabbed my head holding me close, I returned her kisses just as eagerly, my hand now moved.