"Better lock up yourdaughter, lady, she's trouble!" said one voice from the rabble. Ihustled my husband away, but my embarrassment knows no bounds, ...nd Irefuse to appear in public with him from this point on. My daughterindeed! The indignity! I asked him how he could behave in such a manner,but he just giggled and told me he suffered so much inside to appear sofeminine, but his girlish appearance was now the cross he bore. Hemisrepresents himself as some sort of transgender Simon of. It reminded me of my own mortality and the fact that each day might be my last. A small crowd gathered outside as we waited for the hearse and funeral car. We proceeded in convoy to the crematorium and then followed the pall bearers as they conveyed the coffin inside. Vanessa leaned against me and sobbed whereupon I slipped my arm around her waist to provide comfort. I half-listened to the readings but enjoyed George's eulogy, making Vanessa's dad's dull life sound positively exciting. About a. I could see my mother intently staring at what I was doing as I worked my hands underneath Aunt Shellies shirt. It wasn't long before mom began suggesting that I "make a baby" in Aunt Shellies mouth again. I knew that Aunt Shellie really didn't like taking my cock in her mouth and she started rubbing her ass against my crotch while asking me what I might like to do. I stripped her pants and panties off. Mom really stared at Aunt Shellies blondish colored bush. Shellie even helped me undress her. This quickly attracted my attention. Their owners, in their late twenties, were looking very sexy and casual. I stood up to make acquaintance with Franklin and Josh shaking hands with them both before we were all seated. They both complimented me on my looks; I thanked them and told them I was happily surprised to be laid with a couple of handsome and potent young men that would definitely have the capacity to last several rounds and recover fast in between!John had shown me off on his phone,.