What should I have expected. The door opens back up and mom is standing there in tears. "Come in". I go inside and sit in the living room. I think to ...myself, "I probably shouldn't have worn a leather mini skirt and heels for their first time". "What did you do to yourself boy?" asks my furious dad. "Why you come home after nearly three years looking like this?" "It's girl now dad. I'm a girl now...sort of." "Baby I've seen these transformations on Oprah so many times now, that I understand. You. Use my body as an example. Show me what I should do." I guess, that could work," Carmen said as she moved up close to me while continuing, "You should be more like this." Carmen moved her well manicured little hand up to my chest and began to stroke it gently. She continued giving it gentle squeezes and looked me into my eyes. "Do you see what I'm talking about," Carmen almost whispered.I nodded as I gazed down at her, and then I kissed her again slow and deep. Once again Carmen's arms were. I was so ashamed so I didn´t know what to do. She opend a drawer and took a new pair of bra and thongs and putted them on. I still had my cock in her shoe, she smiled at me and said:-Could I please have my shoes now?I gave her them and my cock was hangin out, I didn´t even think of pulling my pants up. She took the shoes and looked inside them, way in the front of the toe area she saw the big puddle of my cum and it had drained all the way back to the heel. She giggled and poored some over to. So instead of saying anything I just kept quite about it and didn't say anything about how I was turned on by him. I did keep making comments about his height and how I just loved tall guys.A few weeks later, my daughter, Patty and her best friend, Chandal asked me what in the hell I had done to Tim, because all that he talked about was me and how Pamela Anderson had nothing on their Mom and how if he got just one wish he would want to be able to spend one night with me, in my bed, making love.