As he changed in to his nightie, Danny wondered if he had done the rightthing by agreeing to go along with auntie Lynda's wishes. Somethinginside told... him that this was all wrong. It's not natural. He was a boy,not a girl, but on the other hand, maybe she was right, maybe he should"go with the flow" Even after weighing up all the pros and cons, poorDanny still felt apprehensive, but one thing was certain. He wascommited now. There was no turning back. * * * * * . Christina: He is nearly there too. Still has a few extra bits though.(She begins thrusting with more intensity.)Me: You mean his balls? I kind of like them how they are. Tiny. Useless.And out of the way.My sissy son continued thrusting back and forth. One dildo in his mouthand one in his ass -all the while two dominating women discussed hiscastration.Christina: It's just a thought. After all...he is mommy's boy. (Shepoints to his lower back tattoo.)Me: Maybe someday. But won't it affect his. I partly wanted it to be a disaster with Amanda running back into my arms, never to think about it again. On the other hand, I was hoping for success and that her libido would be rejuvenated and our love life rekindled. The third possibility I tried to keep as far back in the deep recesses of my mind as I could. That she would prefer being with another woman and leave me after all these years. Not something I would enjoy at all. But this was her 'coming out' so to speak and if I didn't give my. I didn't feel too comfortable mixing a bunch of clubbers with the innocent folk that lived around here. I knew if I asked Hap, he would control his folks but there were guys that Charlie knew that could get stupid when they had too much to drink. We would do a 50/50 raffle at each of the parties along with a couple of drawings for stuff we could go out and beg. Jim said he would ask the dealer if he might help with a couple of T-shirts or something.I said we would take the bike into the shop.