.. sick?" Not physically." What do you mean?" She made me promise."I just looked at her. I'd been around long enough, I'd dealt with enough people who...didn't want to talk, who were afraid of the news I was bringing, who didn't want me to know how badly they had screwed up, to know what to say."Nicole, you brought it up. You want to tell me. Whatever it is, you must think it would be for the best for your mother for me to know it. Is your promise more important than your mother's welfare?. I thought maybe she would laugh at me or shun me now that she had achieved her triumph and so I started to sob. She kept rubbing my ass, now through the satiny cloth of her panties. "Shhhhhhhh," she soothed. "It's okay. We'll make it better now. You're my little sissy boy. Now say it, say you're my little sissy boy." I'm your little sissy boy," I sobbed. She slowly pulled me over onto my back and then she leaned over and started licking and sucking on one of my nipples. Her hand shifted from my. With a quick wipe of a towel and some skin cream she exclaimed, ”there, all done”."Now for some fresh undies and clothes, c’mon stand up and lets see what we can find", she started to produce some amazing frillies and shape-wear and said “help yourself” these are all for us now, So I began to sift through these delightful things, whilst Auntie went into her back room to find a suitable dress.When she came back I stood there in a fully boned blue corselette and together with a fresh pair of. I turned away and went to my office.As I sat in the chair, I twirled back and forth contemplating what had just occurred. Watching my daughter have sex with her little vixen friend had been even more stimulating than yesterday when I watched Lisa masturbate. Even when Linda and I had been sexually active and adventurous, I never got a charge like I had just received from watching my daughter naked. Adrenaline was coursing through my veins as I played back the lesbian scene I had just witnessed..