I did wear my wig because of havingthe day with Gail. I wanted to be as passable as I could. I brought upwhy right away. I knew that Karen would reme...ber me saying I am not ablond. Now wearing the wig does not matter. I will not wear it thatoften for I like being natural. Just like dressing as a man does notmake me Ben, wearing a wig does not make me a blonde.I told her about the progress with the transition and she asked how Ifelt about the time table and if I would just go full time right. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with perfect bodies but instead was watching older women having sex with young men.Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a whole new world of porn. The phrase “Mothers I'd Love to Fuck” stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my frumpy sweatshirt and sweatpants. Comfortable clothes to wear around the house. I bit my lip, this strange warmth. You unlock the door and switch on the light. “This is entirely unnecessary you know?” I ask, still holding your hand. You pull me into a hug and your hand finds it way into my hair. “Not with you pants-less, moaning and wet while I’m driving,” you reply, your lips on my temple. I moan, and push my body into yours. I can feel how hard you still are against my hip. Oh god how badly I want you inside me. Anywhere. Your hands roam my body, pushing my top up and tickling my belly. You hold the hem. Fortunately, we were the only ones in there.Amanda sat me down on a bench.Casey and Nicole sat up against me on either side and put their arms around me. They rubbed my tummy, my arms, back and legs to help me feel warm."Do you need to go pee pee?" asked Amanda."What? Uh. Yes." I said."You can go right here. It's ok."With Casey and Nicole holding me, I just started peeing. I didn't even think about it. A lot of it ended up on the girls."Oh. He peed on my bikini!" said Nicole. "Me too!" said.