" She only took her bra off, love," said Bill."Yeah I know," she said, "but I keep thinking that it could have been me up there, with all those people... looking." My love," chuckled Bill, "you have nothing to be ashamed of in that department." Just what I was thinking.I got up late the next morning as usual, Bill was already out washing his car while Joan made me Breakfast."Tell me Terry," she said, "I thought you couldn't make people do anything under hypnosis, that they wouldn't do. Her trebly little transistor radio was squeezing out Joe Jackson’s “Is She Really Going Out with Him?” I couldn’t tell through her sunglasses, but I was sure her eyes were closed. I thought first about making presence known by putting my hand between her slightly parted thighs and grabbing her crotch, which I imagined as swampy with another guy’s jizz. Or maybe quickly grabbing her bikini bottom and yanking it down. But I abandoned these vulgar ideas and instead, rapidly and ever-so-lightly,. She prefers that we call her that.“Yeah,” I agreed. “My situation is kinda sweet… She lets me come and go as I please, doesn’t ask me for any rent. She’s more like a cool, roommate than a stepmom.”“Wish I could stay with you guys…” he added flippantly.And that’s when the light-bulb went off. Why DIDN’T he stay with us? We had more than enough space. There were 3 bedrooms that no one used.I didn’t say anything to him about it that day. I wanted time to think and talk it over with Dee-Dee first.. "I guess I should have been feeling grateful that Ilooked so wonderful dressed up as a girl and that Ihad such nice lips. God, this was getting surreal!"Tommie has what my husband calls DSL," Mrs. Nelsonremarked. Then she whispered something in my mom's earthat made her blush. "Well thank you for thecompliment Carol," my mom said, firmly grasping myhand pulling me a few houses further to Mr. Carlson'shouse.Along the way, I asked my mom what "DSL" meant.Her response: Dick-Sucking Lips. "Tommie,.