.just wanted to try...," he stuttered and looked as if I had caught him committing some serious crime.He was wearing one of Elise's dresses, and obvio...sly, he was also trying some of her makeup when I accidentally interrupted him. His mother's big earrings were hanging from his ears, though he didn't even have holes in them."Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to..." I said and I was still trying to understand what I was seeing."Please don't tell mother," he begged.Obviously, he was more worried about her. I guess so...I didn't know it was you at first...I just saw your ass...I mean butt sticking out and..." You mean like this?" I asked turning around and sticking it up for him. I knew I had a great ass, my husband loved it—why wouldn't my son?He swallowed hard. "Yes." Do you want to touch it?" What?"I tucked a finger into my waistband and tugged it down a little so he could see my pink thong. "You can touch it if you want to." I said. My heart was pounding and I realized that my pussy was. In no time we arrived at the rink, went in, rented some skates, and went to look for a place to sit and spotted Stephanie and Chris putting on their own skates. We snuck up behind them and pushed their heads together in a mock kiss.“Hey who the ... oh its just you two, real mature,” Chris said.“Oh quit acting like you didn’t wanna do it, or did we make you kiss the wrong body part?” Rita joked.I tried not to laugh, but it was too nicely set up to hold it in, Stephanie laughed too seeing as it. “Why?”“Just humor a stuck up and prudish Yank, OK?”Trevor glared at the guy that made the insult, but nodded at me and said, “Sure.”As soon as we were away from the table, Trevor said, “Don’t mind him, he’s an arsehole. Most of the rest of the blokes are fair dinkum.”I said, “I prefer you, anyway. You’re fair dinkum as well. Do you want to see me onstage?”“G’arn! You’re shitting me!”“Nope. Serious.”“You’d do that? Here?”“Of course! I’ll make you proud!”Trevor didn’t seem convinced I was.