I sort of liked the bra, and as sheadjusted it she smiled and said, "See Dawn I think you like your new bra,don't you? You have such pretty perky brea...ts, so sweet!".I cupped my breasts. The bra packaged them so tight and lifted them to apoint it seemed. I thought, why do I like feeling my own breasts? I am aboy, but my breasts feel so good!Next she made me pull on a girdle. I complained, saying it was way tootight. She giggled, saying, "Perfect -- that is how they fit and shape ourfigures.". You might even appear foolish or incompetent, if you don't come up with brilliant goals.It gives some insight to the grumpy old fighter trying to drive away the eager youngling who insists on calling them 'teacher'. Once the master realizes that the student is too dumb or too blinded by hero worship to notice any failings, that is when the student is accepted. And abused, because there is some resentment at being forced into the leader position- but then, the weight of leadership forces good. We could talk about it when I saw them. I suggested that I leave Sydney in two days, overnight in Brisbane and then take the train to Charleville. I said I thought I could spend a week in the west, but it might be a day more or less. He told me that my mother was already getting the girls ready. I suggested he restrain her and he laughed.When I got off, I realized that this was not going to be easy. Mum wanted to be a grannie.Oh, well. I began a Wodehouse, Big Money, but abandoned it after only. The way she described it had me hotter than hell and she said that afterwards, as they lay there in her bed, she began asking him questions in a very soft voice, a whisper actually. She had the recorder hidden in the headboard of her bed so the audio was perfect.She started by telling him how good it felt to have him cum in her mouth and how many times she had cum while he fucked her pussy. She asked him how many girls he had fucked before and he said,"two". She wanted to know how old they.