Being teen boys, they no longer 'play' together. If you have a teen boy, you understand.Right after he turned fifteen, my son, Brock, began kissing me... when I came home after work, complete with a hug and comments like, "I missed my beautiful mom," or "How's my hot mom, good day at work?"His hugs were also a bit different with his hands ranging down onto my butt and pulling me tighter, even enough that I've felt his erection pressing into me.Then there were the flashes, well, a flash is supposed. .. well... just..."I closed my eyes for a moment and sighed."Whatever. Don't continue this topic. Let's go to this stupid ice rank, mydemonic patrol leader."***The ice rank was quite big, but also crowded. The first weekend of holidayjust started, so a lot of people, mostly teenagers, wanted to spent firstmoments of freedom skating. For me it was first public place I came after mytransformation. I felt really uncomfortable. I felt like everyone was staringat me, these all "hi, Julia" from kids. " I was now in a quandary, what to do next. I could insist that she make me come now, either with her hand or mouth, or look to the long term. I made my mind up, I gave her tits a final fondle and kiss."I'll take you home now," I said."Yeah, thanks," she replied, she seemed a bit shocked at what had happened and was grateful I was taking her home. She also mellowed her attitude towards my friends, although things between her and my flatmate Tony were still a little strained. Tony didn't help. While they’re doing that, you guys come up with some way to take the bastard out. I don’t care how you do it…just come up with something! I’ll keep things dragging out as long as I can! Now, go on! Just try to get a signal to me somehow when you’re ready to move!’ Woods slapped Tom and Charles on the shoulders and headed back over to where Detective Thompson was briefing Captain Nelson, who had finally arrived. Woods told Thompson, ‘You won’t have to worry about my agents trying to interfere.