When Andy arrived at Miss Ellingbee's house that night she was dressedin a long black negligee. They sat down on her living room couch and sheexplaine... her feelings about Denise. "This is serious. She's decided shewants to have sexual reassignment surgery. It's a very big decision, andI want to make sure she is 100% sure." But there's nothing I can do about that," said Andy."Yes there is," countered Miss Ellingbee. "If you make love to Denise,and she enjoys it, that will prove that she is. He reached with one of his fingers under the fabric of my thong and was now rubbing my clit in circular motions. As much as I loved what my son was doing to me, I had to stop it."Tommy please... we have to go," I whispered."Oh God Mom, I just want to fuck you so bad," He was hot.I turned around and cupped his face in my hand."I know baby... I know... please... I promise, I'll let you fuck me for as long as you want tonight... wait just a little while longer... until we get out of the house," I. I pretended to study. Pretended to care about whatever drivel they were teaching.In my spare time, of which there was far too much, I stared at the face in my bathroom mirror and wondered who the hell he was. He didn't look like the me I remembered. The face was sorta familiar, but it never seemed to move. His eyes looked like mine, but they were lifeless and dull. My hair was red. The emotionless fucker in the mirror, his hair was white.None of that mattered. There was only one thing I cared. They put up some serious fight! But listen, do not try to set the hook on the first hit. They take a second swallow to get the hook into the back of the mouth, and that is when you have to give it the full set. Arms in the air,” he demonstrated, “to keep them from going back down and hiding in the rocks. Then bring them in firmly.”“I’ll try,” I said, hoping I’d be able to tell.“Okay, let her go. Hans, let me hook you up on the other side here.”I dropped the crab into the water, waiting for the.