As much as I loved the idea of getting off in Mom's bed, in Mom's body, I did not want to cheat on Charleen – not too much anyway – nor did I want...to risk injury to my parents' marriage just because Dad's dick had dried up and died.I had come home one night, two years earlier, before getting my own apartment with Charleen, to find Mom sitting at the kitchen table. It turned out that she had been crying all day. She stood up when she saw me and fell into my arms. Her babbling was incoherent, and. Jessica returned the introduction and the two started asking each other questions and chatting and laughing easily. Nick explained that he was a Conservation Biologist in his 3 rd year at University. He was travelling & volunteering before graduation and had come to the resort to blow the last of his money before returning home. They had started innocently flirting when Jessica couldn’t help gaze at him as the sweat ran in tiny lines over his toned chest and stomach, along his broad shoulders. I examinedmyself with a hand mirror and was shocked at how complete the illusionwas.The other part of my Penalty was that I had to write her a long letter,detailing my fantasies and giving lots of particulars. Some of my dreamsI had never revealed before, to anyone. I began, pouring out my innermostdesires, describing how I would like to be made to look feminine but atthe same time kept naked, to be subjected to creative bondage, and myburning desire to then be put outdoors, preferably with. When I opened the door, she turned toward meand quickly hung up the phone.Smiling warmly, she greeted me, "Good morning Sleepy Head. My, my!Don't you look sexy!" she said, commenting upon the robe.I was uncomfortable with the compliment, but was unable to verbalize aresponse that would have made any sense, given the circumstance. Afterall, I was wearing the sexy under garments from the evening before,covered only by a sheer black robe. "Good morning," was all I couldmuster.Grace offered me.