" You'll be fine. I won't let anyone bother you, I would never do that!" Why," I asked her very seriously, "are you doing this? What I mean is,do you ...want me to be a girl?" No dear, I do not want you to be a girl. I like having a son! But it'sobvious to me that you have some need to get dressed up, and to betruthful, even though I know about this kind of thing, and I'm totallybaffled why any boy would want to do this, I'd rather let you do it, andhelp you, rather than have you fumbling around. ‘I get used to my customers being less than enthusiastic when I call, so it is water off a Duck’s back.’ If I thought that remark would smooth the situation I was mistaken. ‘So my apology means little to you?’ She retorted with a stony glare. ‘Well it was very difficult to make, so I would have expected you to accept with it a little more grace than water off a Duck’s back.’ She stalked away leaving me perplexed. I accepted that my reply may have made little of her apology, but then I thought. “Owwwwwwwww, owwww, mmmmmm” Katie gasped and moaned as she ground her pussy don my finger and pressed her lips and clit against my hand. Sliding my finger out to the tip I put my other hand on her hip as I pushed my finger back inside her. I repeated fingering her a few times before I moved a second finger inside her, eliciting a deeper louder moan from the is 16 year old girl standing naked in front of me, letting me finger her.After a few further strokes I removed my fingers from her. "Matty doesn't do this?" Mamma says I should stick it where it belongs, and it only belongs one place," he panted. "She said other boys might do things that ain't natural, but not me." But you don't mind if I do it some more," she said."Oh pleeeeease," he whined.Holly laughed, and then coughed to cover it up. "I need to leave," she said, her voice rough. "There's nobody up front, and there's no telling how many people are up there." You can't leave me alone with him," moaned Angela.Holly.