Then the strange change that we saw from behind.How his body shifted as his ass expanded. There must be a way for you to remember? How his short red h...ir shot upfrom his head like a fountain. Then the banging at the door on the otherside. How we came to open it to see the girl who could only speakfrench, yet insisted her name was Trevor. The pink maid's outfit thatcovered her body like magic?"Hortence looked through the open door of the cupboard where she kept herbrooms and cleaning supplies.. If anyone was expecting a skimpy little bikini they would be very disappointed. She was wearing a black bikini that fit her like a second skin and in my opinion she couldn’t have looked better. Unfortunately I didn’t get to sit beside her, but I did get to sit across from her and out legs were constantly rubbing and I caught her sneaking a few glances at whose leg she was rubbing and every time I saw her she would give me a cute smile. So the party was starting to wind down so I called my. No, I like to use my hands. He splashed the water around him a little as I shut the faucet off. The tub was about halfway full of warm water and some soapy bubbles floated around him. Through the faintly tinged white water, I could see Bens limp cock stirring slightly in the water. Beth, his grandmother, had told me he needed my help washing himself in the tub. It was easy enough, just a thorough clean wash and get into his pajamas for bed. I started to lather up the soap in my hand to help him. So I came to the conclusion if they wanted to play dress-up, they DESERVED getting cocks shoved up their asses and their guts pumped full of cum and since most trannies usually keep a feminine appearance both with and without clothes, I’ll be far more willing to play with them than cross-dressers who generally look like eighty year old bikers in drag. Come to think of it, I’m not really all that sure if some of those people there in Kansas were cross-dressers!’ He said with a shudder..