He could say that they were men that he increasingly fantasized about himself, though, as he matured into having sexual urges himself. There had never... even been a mention of a marriage with any of these men.His white mom was a ballet instructor at the nearby Jacksonville Ballet Theater just across where I-95 went through Jacksonville, on Atlantic Boulevard. She taught there in the evening, arriving as Cody’s late-afternoon ballet class was letting out, and she and Cody ate dinner near the. Her breasts were shining due to oil. I skipped the lower abdominal area and moved directly to her thighs. She was expecting me to massage on her vagina but I moved to her thighs since the thighs were fatter compared to other body parts so it was really nice to massage there. Then I moved to her legs. I massaged both her legs one by one carefully. I carefully massaged her toes and other fingers, then I stopped.She was really excited. She was expecting me to play with her vagina but I was not. ” “Alright. Why don’t you change into a gown and I’ll come back in a few minutes?” “Will it take long? You know…the procedure?” “No. Only a few minutes.” I gave Brigitte a gown and quickly left the room before she could spot the bulge in my pants. She is now twenty years old, but I had first noticed her when she seemed to suddenly turn into a gorgeous teenager around the age of sixteen or s*******n. Her body filled out and she developed a sensuous demeanor that I could not resist. I fantasized. What an experience!--and blessings on whoever inventedHallowe'en, giving poor TVs like me the perfect, absolutely acceptableexcuse for not only dressing up as girls but actually going out of doorsand to parties dressed that way!Nancy chose the clothes for me."This is a party, and I think you should wear black underthings." Black!...my favorite color! "Here...black panties, and here's a black bra togo with them. Do you need help fastening the bra?" She winked at me."You've had enough.