I hadn't realized how much I'd cared for her. I didn't date anymore after that. I loved to stay at home, read and watch movies. With no one around I... could do as I pleased, and I did. Boy, did I figure that out wrong! When I reached 70 I decided to go to my favorite bar and enjoy the atmosphere. I took a seat at the back of the room, where I could do my people watching without being noticed, or at least I thought I had. To my surprise my old buddy, James, found me sitting there about an. "I'm so sorry! Do you prefer Miss?"Now it was Brian's turn to blush. Why was she insinuating he was agirl? He looked down at his body and only then realized that he waswearing a pale pink dress and sandals. His bare legs looked so smalland weak, as did his bare arms.Brian couldn't help but notice polish on his nails as his small handsreached up and touched the soft skin on his now feminine face. He movedhis hands and brushed his long fingers through his silky smooth redhair."What the hell. I laid back on the bed and thrust my hips into the air as I jerked off, as if I was fucking her pussy. I tensed as I exploded sending streams of thick cum into the air, most of which landed on my chest and face. Ahhh, what a relief it was to bust my nut so hard. After a few minutes I got up and took a shower, put on some clean shorts and t-shirt and went to watch some TV and relax.About thirty minutes later Lisa walks out of her room and into the kitchen, passing the TV room. On her way back to. It was as if the priest’s lips were closed tightly, and he was forcing air in and out of his nostrils. The irritation in his voice had been replaced with fascination. “Yes, yes, go on, go on. I’m listening boy.”“Not wanting to miss anything, Father I was still looking at Mom and Dad. I told Mary Kate it was all right to touch my thing. And when she did it tickled.”“So, Tommy, your sister was touching your privates?”“Yes, Father. And I watched her move her finger around it like she was pointing.