Grinned in fact, then said, “Me too, Miss.” The doors were shut and no-one could see us unless they came right up to the door and peeked over the...posters. I was holding my breath as the lump in Joe’s underpants came on show. He stopped. “Miss?” “Yes, Joe?” “Can I see your cunt?” I cringed at the harshness of the word. But it also thrilled me. “You’ll only show me yours, if I show you mine?” I asked. “S’only fair, Miss.” The grin exploded into shock as I undid the top button of my jeans.. I have got classes at 10, You?” she asks as drops her now empty mug into the sink. “Sorry. I have classes at 11. Do you want a ride?” He asks, feeling slightly embarrassed that he had once again been caught staring at her. “Yes,” she answers as she sashays out of the kitchen.Her leggings left little to the imagination as he stared at her shapely ass. He felt his pants begin to tent as blood rushed to his cock. Blushing, he rushed upstairs. He was careful not to pass Sarah as he burst. I’m over my hangups, I guess. But it’s kind of scary, though. I’m somewhere between ecstasy and fear. Closer to ecstasy, though.”Jerry put his arm around her, kissed her and pulled her close.“I’m happy we’ve gotten to this point too,” he said. “And I won’t blow the opportunity, I promise. But don’t be afraid, we’re in this together. There’s really nothing to fear other than what others may say or think, and we have no control over that. If people love us or really care about us they will. 'OK. Sure mom, whatever you say' - as I was now trying to avoid thesubject of 'my panties'.'Alan, young boys sometimes use their sister's or even their mother'spanties to masturbate!'Gee mom, nothing like going for the kill and embarrassing your 13 yearold son to death. Besides, I had just started to masturbate.'Mother' I said.She went on to say that some boys just like to wear panties and feelgirly.'Are you still wearing the panties?'A long pause - 'are you?''No' I responded while turning a.