The next morning, while I was upstairs shaving, I heard the doorbell ring. I slipped on my pants and answered it, only to find no one there. There was...a note stuck in the storm door. It read:" Hi! I'm Morgan. I like older men. They are so much more attentive than boys my age. I think your hot. You make me horny. Do I make you horny? IM me." It gave her IM address with a smiley face. I looked at the neighbors house. There in the front window was Morgan, smiling as she lifted her tee shirt and. Then eagerly the having his cock sucked, pulled it from her lips, and moved to be next between her legs, and happily Mrs Tulley pulled me to her mouth, and wrapping her wet lips around my shaft began keenly sucking on my teen cock.Then she began to groan as the next man slipped between her legs and into her wet hole, and once again she stuffed from both ends, and still jerking other cocks.It was then looking up I saw my father standing across from me with a grin on his face, and he then said. ..aren't you?"Standing in front of me was a blond bombshell. Every inch the woman thatI longed to be. Jahna and I had gone to school together, only back thenshe was known as John. You see, she had transitioned shortly after wegraduated from High School. God, I wish I had known. Maybe we could havehelped each other. Maybe I wouldn't be where I was now. But, she wasdead. Victim of an 'accidental' overdose. About as accidental as I wasplanning."You know. You're one of the lucky ones who. "I can assume that you like?" she asked."More than you know," he responded.The liquor still coursing through his brain had him confess his love for this type of lingerie and the fact that he usually had to purchase numerous sets for his former lovers as they wouldn't. He also confessed that most never wore these sexy items more than a few times."I always wear this kind of lingerie," she told him.She then suggested he get a room if he wanted to see more of what she was wearing. Blake was.