I paused for a second to gather mythoughts, "I want to talk about Gender Reassignment Surgery." I am sure we can help you with that," she replied. "Ho... about ThursdayMarch 30 at 1:00 PM?" That will work fine," I said as I sighed a sigh of relief."Good, now let me get some information from you and I will send you apackage about the services we offer and what you need do prior to yourappointment, what to bring with you, and what to expect."She took my name and address and other information. It. Two weeks later, after coming back from job hunting, I caught my Mom talking on the phone with my Aunt Claudia, telling her that she's getting on Hell of a case of "Horniness". That was her word, not mine.My Mother was always popular with my friends over the years, especially the male friends, well, when you are 5 foot 6 inches, 120 pounds and have a tight little body, she does work out, a tight butt with long blond hair and a nice big rack, again I must say, those aren't my words but the words. Her green eyes make you want to melt when you look into them and my buddies are always trying to see down her top or up her skirt. One night I got Meg pretty drunk when a couple of my friends were over. She had on a pair of see-through panties on. She was sprawled on the couch and I slowly lifted her skirt up until my buddies could see she how nicely she keeps herself clean shaven. That got them going, my buddy Biff said he'd give me 500 bucks if I'd let him fuck her. Hearing that, Meg seemed. My HOD started to move me to the edge of the Sofa and the VP was just looking at me and the actions of HOD. My HOD kept his hands on my legs and straightened my legs, started to push his hands inside… and I sensed him holding my panties and removing within no time….My HOD looked at me with a hungry look and told welcome to the world of sex my dear angel… saying it he widened my legs and left his head inside my saree… and I was confused his actions… within no time I screamed like hell and.