“Go on Randy, I want to see,” she said. I had whipped my pillow down to cover myself and held it there with both hands, pressing it against my sto...ach.“No” I said. “Go away!” “Come on little brother, I masturbate too, it’s only natural,” she said leaning in to put her hand on the bed between my legs so her wrist pushed against my thigh and the pillow high enough to graze my balls. “Please let me watch you cum.”“No, no way! Let me alone Jen.” I guess I could have rolled away onto my side, but I. We don't have much, but you're welcome to what we have," my mother said."Yes, Ma'am," he replied gratefully, "I shore am hungry."Moments later, he was wolfing down some of my Mom's left over cornbread and drinking my father's extra cup of coffee he had saved from breakfast to have later."I'd be willing to do any kind of work you might have to pay you for letting me stay a few days," I heard him telling my father a short time later as they sat talking by the old heat stove that was glowing red. She was lying on her side with her legs drawn up slightly and I could see her bare legs from her knees down. I got up and stood at the end of the couch and Tried to see down her top but it was buttoned up to her neck. I turned the lights on and waited to see if she would wake up and she didn't move, I went down by the TV and stared at her legs i slowly sat down on the couch by her feet, With her breathing deeply I slowly lifted up the bottom of her housecoat and gently moved it behind her. I. They were an older couple, both were around sixty at the time.By this time I was a fully fledged cross dresser and no one knew of my secret except a neighbor. I had all of my own lingerie, heels, wigs, panties and hose, including breast forms to stuff my bras with. This was the summer before my senior year and I had already had a few sexual experiences with both men and girls. Staying with Charles and Betty, I wasn't sure if this was going to be such a good summer sexually, but was I ever.