It was already 10:46 when my mom got home. Like always she was wasted and my friends were still around.“Hey Luis I am home!”“Hi mom, we’re in ...he kitchen making some noodles”When my mom came in the kitchen my friend’s mouth popped open. They had never seen my mom before and never in a little skirt that almost showed her round ass. The little top she had almost let go of her huge firm tits. Of course I always had a fantasy about fucking my own mom but this feeling had gone away till now.“Oh your. "May I turn into a girland call you mummy while it sounds so fondly?" I asked. I was smartenough to have no worries she would allow me become a girl. I'd expectedshe'd take it as a joke. I was wrong. A long boring lecture followed whatI was expected to be and was I was expected to do and say. I hoped mymother would support me some time or other, maybe not on the first try,but anyway she was the only person I had recourse to.Years were passing. The more I was getting into the man outside the. ‘How, Hannah…how did coming here hurt you so much?’ Something nagging at his memory as he looks down into her wide eyes with a sheen of unshed tears. ‘I thought I could do it,’ she whispers softly. ‘I really thought I could come here and help you raise your kids and not….not care about you.’ She gently pulls her hands out of his. ‘I can’t though….no matter how hard I try.’ ‘You’re not leaving.’ He curses as he hears footsteps on the stairs again. ‘Unpack, I’ll get rid of him and then you are. I need to find out.”“Which means somehow you and I have to be involved, doesn’t it, Steve? That’s why you called?”“Yes, Becky. I just don’t know how.”“Come see me during Christmas break. We can talk and make, uh, fuck, Think about it, OK?”“I will,” I agreed. “I have to go see Melanie now.”“Melanie?”“Oh my God, you don’t know! She tried to kill herself.”“What?!”“She was in a really bad place in her life and then she, Jennifer, and I had a falling out and she tried to kill herself.”“Oh my!” Becky.