”She nursed her coffee and shook her head at the thought.“You’re not mad that she hasn’t trusted them to you yet?” I asked gently.She shook ...er head again.“Rand, I barely set foot in the kitchen back in Charlotte. I’m sure I’ll learn to be more than a helper in the kitchen someday, but I still don’t know where all the gadgets are here, much less how to use all of them.”With that, she handed out hugs and retreated to the TV in the den while we started preparing the turkey and the other dishes.. I feel him soft, gently pressing against me. If the poor thing didn’t have to go to work, if it was Saturday or Sunday, I just might turn around and get something started. Middle of the night ones are good.They’ve disappeared. Since it became me ‘n’ Bill ‘n’ Deena instead of just me ‘n’ Bill, we’ve just been TOO satisfied, I guess. I’m waiting for this coming weekend to see. Gonna run some experiments.“How much is the MOST y’all did it in twenty-four hours?” Deena asked me.“I think I got HIM. Wonder what Jeff would have thought if he could see her now. Jeff hung up the phone after Sally hung up. Sally you’re a whore alright, he thought to himself, only not just a whore but a real perverted one if I’m not wrong about that being your son I’ve just finished watching you suck off right after I left this morning. If only I’d known about this years ago when you first started working for me. She just might have been my cock whore to take out for others to use. When Jeff got to work. . somehow the idea of getting caught dressed up like a pervert turned me on, I almost wished it had happened. From then on tights became a regular part of my daily crossdressing experience, especially sheer black nylons, which looked and felt so good on my smooth hairless legs. The next escalation was that one day I decided to try on my sister's bra. Although exciting that wasn't such a great success though, it was way too small, and although I managed to get it on eventually, it was stretched.