Between our half-dressed, naked bodies and the toxic waste that had once been in her stomach, we made a disgusting human sandwich that took months for...me to purge from my memory.I quickly rolled her to the side and jumped off the couch. I barely made it to the bathroom before I lost it. I spent the next several minutes worshipping the porcelain god.When there was nothing left to leave on the altar, I staggered back into the living room. I was met by a surreal vision of an incredibly sexy blonde. "Can I come in, now?" she asked."I suppose so," Patrick replied.She opened the door, and asked "Well, don't you look pretty! So what doyou think? Do you like wearing a bra and panties? This is what girls doeveryday." Oh yes, Mum! It's so different," Patrick answered.Then Patrick slowly asked. "But, Mum, is the dress for me too?" Of course it is," she replied. "You can try it on now if you like."Patrick reached for it and took it off the hanger. His Mum helped himstep into it and then buttoned. I blew my load right next to where he did and I was next to go into the bathroom to clean up. I was no longer fully hard but not soft. He stood up and waited for me to get in before he closed the door. We both sat down on his bed and grabbed his dick as I couldnt help myself. Once i started to play with his he played with mine. He stood up and asked to compare dicks. His 9 inch hard was huge compared to mine as our dicks touched to compare. He giggled and said it feels good when our dicks. "No thanks, I'd rather use a bra." Suit yourself." She turned the page on her pad of paper and scribbledsome more numbers, tore the page out and handed it to me. "This willgive you a start. Tell them Monica sent you. Also, make sure that theysee the dress to match the color. Do you have shoes?" I grimace."No, I need those, too." If it was me, I'd go with at least a 3" heel. Can you handle that?"In my sleep."I think so. Thank you very much, I'd never been able to do thiswithout your help."She.