I listen to Guy explain what he was doing out in town with his mother today. I know Loretta is where he gets his temper but she is especially mad if s...he’s going after people’s homes and using the legal system to do it. I don’t feel as down on myself as he talks and I think about my words earlier and I think about what Guy wanted to do and how it’s fundamentally the same as what his mother is doing in a sense. I do look at my son who has crossed his legs like a kid in school and is sitting on. It was unlike anything that I had ever felt before. I sensed that Ihad to go to the bathroom, but it wasn't like before. Instead of beingfocused on the outside of my body in my penis, it was more internal anddiffuse. I tried to control it, keep it in instinctively until I could get toa toilet. Then I remembered that I wouldn't fit on a toilet just yet . . . Iwas much too tiny. It was a useless fight anyway. This body hadn't gonethrough the developmental stage where it had learned to. "I'm gladyou're home. I've actually been thinking about you all day, wondering howyou've enjoyed wearing my panties. I have to admit the thought of youwearing them has gotten me a bit hot and bothered a few times. So? How wasit? Anyone try to seduce you?" No! No one tried to seduce me," I replied. Trying to play off the questionabout how they felt, I told her that wearing panties wasn't really muchdifferent from wearing my regular underwear."Really?!" she exclaimed. "Does that mean you won't. The only hair he had left was on each side of his head and all over his body. He had a pot-bellied beer gut that prevented him from seeing his feet. But it was when he dropped his pants that I got the shock of my life. This guy was extremely well hung, with twice the thickness of my own cock.Standing over Julie with a semi hard-on, he grasped the back of her head by the hair and forced her into a kneeling position so she was facing his cock. She’d never really been into giving blowjobs and.