Nothing unusual in this. We’d done it often and I happily made breakfast, washed her and did everything she asked.“Shave,” she said.“I have….....” I began to say, having sc****d the face earlier that morning.“Shave your prick and bollocks!” she said.She watched as I lathered all around the area and worked the razor over it. Although I say it myself, it was pretty good. I love my prick shaved. Makes it look so big.She inspected and then did one thing I hoped she wouldn’t. She splashed it all. He didn't realize that his mother was wearing a garter belt.Her soft skin against his hand sent a jolt through his body. His cock hardened in his pants, straining against the material.Diane could feel her son's hard penis pressing against her and knew they had crossed the line.She broke their kiss."Meet me downstairs"She stepped away and disappeared into the kitchen.Eric stood there stunned at the realization of what just happened.He was kissing his own mother... and he liked it.Nervously he. "Oh yes, I see. Er, what's atranny?"Gayle giggled, and explained that a tranny was a transvestite--a man whodressed in women's clothing because he wanted to, not because he'd had hisarm twisted, like Alex."So," he asked, having already decided to do it. "Is there a catch?" Well, most men come in either on their lunch breaks, or after work, socould we ask you to start later, say 11 AM, but work through until lateclosing time, with your lunch break in mid afternoon? I think we'll start younext. It won'tbe pretty."I imagined what the drug addicts who wandered the ally near my oldapartment looked like. It made me cringe."My name is... it's... Eve." I closed my eyed. "Please send someonequick. Please." Eve, we will help you today. Someone is on the way. But you know aswell as we do that we can't keep just supplying this to you. Goodbehavior will be rewarded, Eve." The voice sounded clinical. Why didit keep saying "we?"I wanted to make a snide comment, but I didn't. I just asked.