Before Taylor could call Daryl to lift his plate, he was already in place holding the plate up while pouring Taylor’s favourite bottle of red wine i...to her glass. Like a well-oiled machine they worked, anybody watching them would have been amazed. But to them, it was the way they had always been…two halves of a whole, even if only one of them saw it. They talked for hours, about mundane things, mostly how Daryl’s business was doing and how Taylor’s article was coming along. Taylor was. "Turn around, and let me see your butt," she ordered.Shyly, blushing fiercely, he obeyed her command, offering her a view ofthe firm compact globes of his smooth ass cheeks."Nice," she said. "Your booty will look very pretty in your mommy'sthong undies."Dennis' blush deepened as he struggled to fasten the bra's clasp.Becky pushed his hands away, hooking the fastener for him. "In timeyou'll learn how to dress yourself, but tonight, since this is yourfirst time as a sissy, I'll help you with. I had to acknowledge it. “I love you,” I said, quietly. “I don’t care about anything else, there is nothing else. I love you, I want you, I need you. I don’t want or need anything else. I. Love. You. You are part of me know and I hope you are part of me.” He didn’t say anything for the longest time, just lay there, smiling that smile of his, the one that made me what to laugh, to hit him, to punch him, to kiss him and fuck him all at once. I started to become afraid he would laugh, or say. .. not very nice to her. And she told Johnny Carson that you were... uh... abusive. You weren't... you know... hitting her or anything, were you, Jake? Because we certainly didn't raise you to be like that."Jake sighed. He had hoped his mother would let the subject drop but apparently she wasn't going to. "No, Mom," he said. "I never hit her or any other woman. And I was never abusive to her either." Well why would she say such things?"So Jake explained it to her, telling her about the.