Time to be decisive. We stood apart. “Don’t worry,” I said. “It’s my fault for being too pushy with you – now let’s get up cleaned up. T...ke your trousers off and I’ll sponge them down, they’ll only take 10 minutes to dry out.” This distraction did the trick, he pulled himself together and took them off. His semi-erect cock hung out of his shorts. It looked young and glorious. A good 6 inches and nicely shaped. I took his trousers and he went to tuck himself in. “No, those as well,” I said.. Iwalked different with them, arching my back with my altered balance.Plus, wearing a tight bra wasnt something I was used to doing, nor wastaking them off, I was used to taking them off women, not putting one onmyself.I had worked out my first dance routine with two of the real girls, whoshowed me how to walk, show off my new, sensual body, how to bend overand show off my perfect ass to my eager audience. Every movement had tobe practised and designed to draw their attention.As I glanced at the. Got to love having ones curiosity satisfied. After a few hours by myself, I heard my doorbell ring. I went to the door to see who it was. I wasn’t really thinking anyone would be coming by. I looked through the peephole to see who it was. I saw her….Amanda standing there with her backpack and a duffle bag slung over her shoulder. I didn’t think she was serious about spending the night. I instantly got excited about the thought. Who knows maybe we’ll spend the night kissing one another. Or. Yet, seeing her tall son stand side by side with Anthony’s son Richard, she thought she saw a likeness of features. Both young men were tall, and they shared a high forehead and a very similar nose. Could Richard Carter be her son’s half-brother? Worse, could he be the half-brother of Eleanor Carter?Eleanor Carter had a striking likeness to her mother. What if Anthony Carter’s blood made her son react so strongly to Harriet’s daughter? Was everything a cruel jest by fate? Would her son and.