She was thinking like a woman!When Terry told Mom about her experience and feelings, Mom put an end to it quickly. They went home the next day. In rou...te, they had a long discussion about Terry's sexuality. Mom said she accepted Terry wanting to be a girl, and would allow it whenever possible but that Terry would have to finish school as a boy. And, as a boy, he should not date boys. After high school, he was free to do as he pleased, but she advised him to be very careful. He accepted all this. ‘Nothing, you just took me by surprise, that’s all.’‘It’s not as if it’s something your not familiar with, eh?’‘No, actually I’ve missed it. To tell the truth.’‘That’s sweet,’ she said, as she stood up holding a couple of bottles of beer. ‘I’ve missed you too.’ She leaned forward and gave me a brief kiss on the lips.‘Is that how it’s going to be all night?’‘What do you mean?’‘You teasing me?’‘Why? Don’t you like it? You’re the only man here tonight wearing a kilt. That automatically makes you. She was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and high rising red satiny shorts, low red socks and sneaks. An aerobics lover for most of her life, Aunt Barbara's legs were long, very lean, sinewy and incredibly sexy. I remember being at many family functions watching her cross her beautiful legs, the skirt rising up to mid-thigh and many male members of the family jockeying for position to catch a stolen, secretive glance. And her calves, while not nearly as thick and hard as her older sister's, were very. She suddenly held me by my collar and dragged me inside and closed the door.SG (angrily): What the fuck are you doing here?I was tensed for a moment but I remained calm and replied.Me: Nothing, aunty. I just heard the noise and came to check.SG: What noise did you hear?Me: You fingering with pleasure.She was shell-shocked. I could see that on her face. She was helpless and didn’t know what to say.Me: It’s okay, aunty. I completely understand. I know how hard it is for a woman like you to.