I’ve never known any other parents. I was born after Mommy and Aunt Kitty had met.Mommy was only nineteen when they met; they’ve shared the past ...wenty-five years together. They’ve shared one other thing, too, they’re both misandrists, men haters, and I was a boy. That was no problem when I was an infant and young lad. They simply treated my like a daughter. I was dressed in ribbons and bows and my toys were dolls.When I began school they did buy me boy’s clothing but, except on days when I. The man sat reclined in his chair, legs spread wide, a lazy smile playing on his thin lips."Get on your knees, Sweetlips" -- he told Abby and started to undo his belt buckle. The bottom-heavy girl obeyed, lowering herself to kneel between the man's feet.The clerk pulled his pants down and Abby saw his dick.It was the largest dick she's ever seen in real life -- though admittedly, she hasn't seen many. Pale, half-limp and twitching, it looked like some sort of obscene maggot or an. Whilst waiting for Caroline, I stowed my ‘booty’ of Jennifer’s intimate garments under the bed in the spare room in a plastic shopping bag.Of course, I had forgotten that this was one of my wife’s ‘gym nights’. So, it was almost 9.00 PM before I heard her pull up in her car. Despite my frustration, I decided to be positive and gave her a big hug when she appeared.“I’ve got Champagne and snacks, darling,” I said brightly.“Oh, I’ve had my diet ration for today, Peter,” she smiled, “but I’ll join. I could see that there was much more of her behind that kiss, and I fully intended on finding what was hidden there.She broke the kiss and spoke into my ear.”i’ve struggled to tell you this for weeks now. I want you, Karan. Please let me talk with my body. If you’re uncomfortable, just tell me to stop.”She kissed me again with her soft lips and sweet breath. Our mouths opened and we drank of each other as her hands wrapped around my neck and pulled me even closer. I held her, but knew that she.