He took her for her STD test and on the way back he called at the tattoo parlour and asked when he could tattoo a name on her, the tattooist told him ...f you come back this afternoon I will do it. Back home he had take her skirt and top off and make some lunch. Later he put her coat on and took her back for the tattoo and told the tattooist called Phil that he wanted a name on her just above the other on her mons, he wrote the name Luke Ballou on a pad and asked for it in large blue letters. I grabbed a seat, third row from the back; sat down and pulled my skirt up to reveal my pathetic excuse for a cock. It didn't take but a minute before I was surrounded with older men feeling me up and wanting to be my 'daddy'. I was their crossdressing little slut and I was there for one thing, their pleasure.With one leg splayed over one gentleman's leg and the other over another, I had hands on my cock and balls; hands rubbing my fake breasts and a cock being jerked off over my shoulder. I. We unpacked and got our son Jason situated in his room and us in our room right next door. We would only be here for the night and then we would head to the camp ground after my parents got off of work Thursday night for 4 nights there. Mom started to cook dinner, so we all joined her in the kitchen and continued to talk and just have a good time. Mom asked me to go down to the cellar and get her the big roasting pan from the storage so I headed down there but could not find it anywhere. . She was wearing shorts and a halter-top and looking every bit like a twenty-year-old. She smiled at me, "Are my tits too big? Most boys seem to like them, but the girls all call me a milk cow. What do you think?"Everyday it was something like that and finally I just yelled at her, "Will you please just leave me alone! You are underage and I am not going to go to jail over you and that's final!" And then I had an inspiration, "Besides, I'm gay." She cocked her head to one side and looked at me.