”“I’m sure he will be totally surprised and also glad that you joined us.”“Are you game honey?” my mother said“I don’t know if I shoul... Mrs. Davis, I just met you and I don’t want you to think there’s something wrong with me.”“Honey, there’s nothing wrong with a women who wants the pleasure of a REAL man, now is there?”“I’m sure Jim here will treat you great and attend to your needs but when it comes to sexual satisfaction there’s nothing better then a big black stud to take care of things,. ..”It made her giggle then.“I wish I could give you the three inches,” he said earnestly.“Thank you,” was her reply.“But I have to declare that those three inches are not at all necessary,” he went on.She only stared at him.“You are wonderful just the way you are!” he said, causing her to catch her breath and sigh.This was the kind of declaration that he’d wanted to make for ever so long a time. Now, he realized, it was being possible.She reached out and put her hand on his. Then he got a kind. Women's clothes were cut different, much tighter, making him feel sleeker.It was just like the laser hair treatments that he had taken twice now. Itwas a wonderful feeling to see how soft he was getting. There wassomething amazing about being hair free and feeling silky smooth.He pulled up a black pleated mini-skirt and fastened it around his waist.He still had a way to go along his waistline but he knew that if he keptdieting, he would make his goal.He pulled on a pair of black calf high boots. By this time, we were on our third gin and we trouped out laughing and giggling into the garden. I was wearing just my pink dressing gown and white panties with pink fluffy flip flop slippers and her hair dressing cape still round my shoulders. She took several photos of the bush. I bent down to smell the blossoms and the cape slipped off my shoulders, I made a grab for it and my dressing gown fell open and she took a couple of shots of my breasts and me struggling to regain composure. We fell.