Plus myMother helped. My Mother wanted all girls living in the house.It took me a long time to handle wearing girls clothes. They made mewear dresses,...stocking, everything. I eventual took it as second nature,like it was meant for me. We became one big happy girly family. Overtime I loved the soft clothes and all the attention.All four of us had many girly shopping trips and they bought melingerie, lots feminine clothes. I became so natural at dressing, I evenliked it, but only at home.I had no. Time passed, she said that it was “awesome,” and “beyond her wildest fantasies,” which started the conversation about fantasies, her saying she had long fantasized about being fucked like that, and he saying he had fantasized about her and like that too, her and certain other people… she laughed, asked if he had fantasised about Mum, to which he answered, “doesn’t every Lad?” she grinned, “what is it attracts you to her then?” He said, “he really didn’t know, but he always had had a thing about. After walking out and allowing me to compose myself, she called me to her. Asking me to sit, she followed with a series of questions: what in the world were you doing? Like she didn't know! "I was trying on your pantyhose." "Why?" "Because I was curious." "So have you been taking all my pantyhose?" "Ummm, yes." "But they were in the laundry, why not take a clean pair from my drawer if you wanted them so bad?" "Ummmm I don't know!" "Why?" she continued to ask. Finally she broke me, but it wasn't. I plan for us to be naked a lot. I’ve read enough to have a lot of theoretical knowledge about sex. I want to experience love with you a lot during that time. I figure a week at most. There are two other weddings we must attend and they will be shortly before or after our wedding.”He nodded. We had finished eating and carried our plates and silverware into the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher. I led Jam by the hand into the living room. We sat on the couch and cuddled quietly. The ten o’clock.