She is always like that. Whenever he had even a second of free time there she’d be, either playing video games (where I’d join along with her, if... I had the time) or watching cartoons. As usual she was only wearing a night shirt and from past experience I knew she never wore panties. I straddled her back as I at down pressing my crotch into her firm little ass.“What’s on Suzie?” I asked softly into her ear.“Uh, game show,” she grunted. This was the response I was hoping for. Suzie was in her. So I chose a sixty years old man in the list of connected and contacted himMe: Hello, want to chat?Him: Hi, okMe: I'm bi, marriedHim: Same for meMe: Hmmm I want to turn myself on with youHim: HhummmmMe: I have been stroking myself for a while ... I'm starting to get wetHim: Hummmm, are you well hung ?Me: normal, 15 cmMe: I'm in underwearHim: Naked and me 11x4Me: Hmmm your wife is not there?Him: No, she just left to workMe: CoolHim: And you?Me: Mine is still asleep!Him: OkMe: Have you been bi. Mid-morning found me ready to embark on a new form and shape. The day had dawned shining and gorgeous, the perfect weather for a young boy to don a woman's bosom.Said, privileged, young male, though with a decidedly feminine rump, was prepared to initiate the ritual. After housework, a thorough bathing with another application of Nair, which was hardly needed. Then, dressed appropriately in the lower extremities, I, the long-haired youth (with that hair wrapped in a beehive upon his head),. I took my cum stained suit in and the guy behind the counter looked at it and seemed to know exactly what it was. He smiled devilishly at me and said, “next time, take the jacket off first” I didn’t respond. When he handed me my ticket he said, “I’ll be here after hours, if you want to come back and pick it up... just knock on the door” I took my ticket and left.Walking home, I thought about what he said. “What did he mean by that?” I wondered. “Was he coming on to me?” I found myself staring.