Below 'her' the wildlyclimaxing parent was completely unaware of what she was about to receivefrom her own deeply loved and wholly desired transvestit... child.She too had always dreamed of taking her lovely boy-girl son deep into herbody, back to the womb from which 'she' had come but she had always, atthe last moment, hesitated, not sure of her lovely child's state of mindand how 'she would react afterwards. So, the beautifully perverted motherhad just taken what pleasure she could without. ”“I’ll bet you anything you care to wager, she’ll skip class on Tuesday.”“No bet, Steve,” Elyse giggled.We finished eating and cleaned up. She started her laundry while I headed to O’Hare to get Stephie. Fortunately, her flight was on-time, and she’d only taken a carry-on, so we were out of the airport quickly and on our way home.“I found a house, Peaches.”“Already? Jesus, that was fast!”“I’m glad you never say that in bed,” I chuckled.“Oh HELL no!” she giggled. “Sometimes I wonder if you’re a. But that didn't keep us from trying to get him laid.Mom finally decided not to lose her husband to despair and practically raped dad, one night, and despite his inital reticence, he found his equipment still worked fine!But dad had no strength left for either of us twins, so we continued to cherish our sessions with each other, dearly.We had our own supplies of hormones by now, and we could have sex as either male or female (at will), but with dad fighting a medical battle for his life, our old. . you're making me nervous. Please stop," she said. I saw her breathing quicken and her tongue u*********sly darted out to wet her lips.Now I slowed and turned into a small cul-de-sac, a strip mall style office area with high bushes shielding it from the main road, perhaps 100 feet away. It was lit, but dark enough to hide us, if we were adventurous. As I stopped the car, she looked at me and said, "Please take me back now; I need to get home to my fiancée." Ah, but I wanted you to see how easy.