I opened up the door and walked in slowly. "I'm back," I said. I knew that he was looking at my crotch but I pretended not to notice. I knew that my p...lan was working. Because I glanced at his crotch again and I saw that he was rock hard. I noticed that I was also getting hard just from him watching me. So I bent over slowly to grab the controller. Then moved back next to him and slowly sat down. I scooted up a little closer to the tv so that he could get a nice view of my underwear and my butt. There was a lot of gripping the table, gripping the chair, and saying 'oh no no no no' while I rocked back and forth. But the rest of the coffee shop wasn't that quiet either. Nobody paid us any attention.He just sat and watched me, transfixed. I was starting to wonder what would even make him decide to turn it off this time. Was he going to leave it on until someone noticed? Until I was spent? That might be a long time. But eventually, he turned it off just to stand up and go throw away his. Fifteen seconds later I heard a click as Mom picked up her bedroom phone, followed by, “What happened, honey?”It took about fifteen minutes for Sue to get it all out, between trying to answer both Mom’s and my questions. It seems as if the first day she and her friends had hit the beach, they got hit upon by a fellow in his twenties, who wanted to take their pictures. Figuring him for a harmless dweeb, they agreed and allowed him to snap a few poses of them. Before he left, he handed them a. "Besides, it doesn't matter to us." It doesn't?" I said, rather amazed."No, we have a son who is a cross dresser," they said."You do?" Yes, she's a bit older than you and living in Denver these days."I just stood there in a daze, not really believing this."So you have two children a son and a daughter?" I asked."No, we only have the one, a son, who is our daughter sometimes, well,most of the time really," Mrs. Allen said."Stephanie," Pat said, "the Allen's would like to talk to you about.