Which I suppose I sort of am, to him. And I'm starting to getused to my make-up and even my annoying earrings. No danger of my lipsgetting chapped now...with lipstick on them. Although if I speak to anybodyit will shatter the feminine image that I now have. I suppose I am ratherbold but it was worth it to make him blush. He'll soon get bored with mesince I can't speak to him. What shall we buy? A voice changer if oneexists?" Erin reached up to scratch an itch on her cheek without askingpermission. Doreen's mom was an attractive woman with lots of dedicated work at the church committees under her belt.The father was always a little bit out of it and I suspected he was either on some sort of medication or he was slipping into early Alzheimer's in a relaxed sort of way.I know it probably sounds a little perverted of me but had sort of a thing for Doreen's mom ever since I had seen her in her undies on the back porch hot tub. She had a small pot belly and her round globes did droop slightly. Herface was a picture of concentration as she then made me close both eyesand I then felt a gentle brushing on my eyelids. All the time I was awareof the subtle movement of her body on top of mine. Even this in itselfwas simply wonderful and I could have stayed like this forever, feelingtotally spoilt and pampered for the first time in my life.Eventually though she moved off of me and urged me to stand. For a momentI had forgotten about putting my heels back on. Without them I wasinstantly. As such he quicklymade his way to the bathroom. When he went to open the door however henoticed that it was locked from the inside."Two seconds sweetie," his mom shouted from within. "I'm almostfinished."With growing unease, he was left with no choice but to fidget as hewaited for his mom to come out. Unfortunately for him it was at thismoment that his sister Jessica showed up."I'm next in line," he declared, "I was here first."Jessica simply smiled and said, "Oh that's fine, I don't need to.