It became obvious that her self esteem was lacking, and that her work was her way of hiding her true feelings. As a dancer, her job was to make every ...uy feel like she wanted him, and to do that she had to put on a fake ‘personna’, a stage presence that was both appealing and seemingly vulnerable, while at the same time, hiding her true self deep inside. She could never let herself out, not the real person inside her heart, not at work anyway. At work, she had to maintain a hard shell that was. I was sucking her left nipple hard and was playing with her right nipple with my hands. She was making sounds like uuuu aahhhh mm sssss suck it more. I bit her nipple and she gave a sharp cry of pain, but I knew she was enjoying it as she was pressing my head on her nipples. She said she got wet and asked me to lick her pussy. I went down and slowly removed her panties. I took the panties and smelled the crouch area and licked the wet portion. She begged me to lick her pussy. I went down close. Then one night when I came in late, about tenthat night, I got the shock and surprise of mylife.The light in my daughters bedroom was out, soI thought she was already asleep. I slowly mademy way to my and her mothers bedroom in thedarkened house. I thought my wife was also inbed asleep, she usually was.When I slowly opened the door to keep fromwaking my wife up, I stood there in shock staringat our bed.Yes, there they were, mama and daughter in ourbed. Both of them naked, mama slowly. I would not like it, Call-Me-Roy.Roy: Would you be one at a dance? Would you be one wearing pants?Girl: Not at a dance, not wearing pants. Not in a car, not at a bar. Not in the pool, not at a school. I would not be one here or there. I would not be one anywhere. I would not like to be a boy. I would not like it, Call-Me-Roy.Roy: Would you, could you, when you pee? It's so delightful, you will see!Girl: I would not, could not, when I pee. Not a boy,.