When I have it over my underwear, it feels like I'm wearing a diaper." Yeah, I can see that," she said. "And when you put your pants on, it won't look... smooth and form-fitting."I stood in front of her fitting mirror and felt kind of silly. I didn't like the way it looked, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings by being negative. I wasn't sure what to do."Hey, I have an idea," she chimed in. "How about wearing the shirt without underwear?" No underwear? Isn't that kind of weird," I asked."Of. Sandi had asked Beth if she would join her. As soon as they were in the kitchen Sandi had asked if Ray had a bath off his bedroom and if so could they use it.Ray led the way and as soon as they were in his bedroom the girls had gone into the bath. Sandi had not closed the door completely and while Beth was on the stool she could see that Ray was watching through the wide crack. When it was Sandi's time to go she let him see a lot more of her than was necessary.When they came out Ray was sitting. So I decided to just make the change and let everyone realize that I’m not the same slacker that I was last year.”Mom thought for a second and responded, “Well, the only thing I’ve seen is you keeping up with your exercise. You haven’t helped around the house or volunteered to run errands. I haven’t seen you talk to anyone in the house. So, no, I have not seen the new James.”James looked at her and carefully considered his words. “Mom, I have a plan. And I knew that it would take time. If I. He can feel me squirm, and deprives me of what I want. A grin upon his lips as he questions, tauntingly, "Is there something wrong, love? Are you uncomfortable? I can move, if you'd like.." He makes as if he is going to leave me, needingly, alone. I grasp both his hands, crossing my arms against my torso. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I glare at with only my eyes - my lips can't seem to wash away the smirk living there. He looks at me, innocently enough, as he asks.."Yes?" "If you move.