He seemed to find every seventh or eighth page somehow offensive and showed his displeasure in a decidedly feline manner.She heard the front door open... but whoever it was just went straight downstairs without ever looking into the living room where she had been reading. That meant it was probably Tony, but it wasn't like him not to at least check on her. It was kind of annoying that he did that, but sometimes those annoying things somehow felt good to her.Curious, she got up and started across. There must have been 20 or 30 men back here. The ages seemed to range from young to very old. Some were sitting and some were standing behind the last row. There seemed to be quite a bit of space between the back row and the back wall. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I saw one of the younger men on his knees behind the back row giving a blow job to an older man who was leaning on the back wall. More butterflies went to work in my stomach.My uncle leaned close and whispered "I want you to go. Running his hand over the front of his panties he realizedthat if he didn't know any better, he'd swear there was no cock hiddenby them at all. He was going to pull this off.He pulled a bra out next and started to put it on. He realized thatwhile the corset covered his entire abdomen and torso, there were twosizable holes where his breasts would be if he was a girl. After monthsand months of wearing the restricting device, it looked as if his peckshad softened from lack of use and grown. This caused the other two to sit up. They both fumbled with their tops, hurriedly putting them on. Sam helped her mother hook up the top.Debbie spoke out a little louder. "Yes Aunt Rose we are swimming at a friend's house. You say you just got in at Love Field?"Denise explained. "Aunt Rose and our mother lived together until Mother died six years ago. Aunt Rose left and went on an extended world tour. She just flew back in to Dallas and wants us to pick her up.I grabbed my phone and speed.