Unremarkable would be the word, I guess, to describe them. Living in suburbia and having a house with a lawn and a yard and all that stuff. My mother'...s name is Julia Cato. She works your typical middle-management job at some company that sells cars. It bores her, and is one of the reasons she's usually in a bad mood. Max Cato, is my father's name. He can sometimes be another reason for mum's bad mood. Dad is like, well, he's kind of oblivious to the world and lives in his own happy bubble. He. “No, let me,” I said.I got a washcloth, moistened it with warm water, then gently wiped Mel’s pussy clean with it. Then I patted her dry using a towel.Mel flushed the toilet and washed her hands. I was mildly relieved that she had only wanted me to watch rather than actively participate in some way.As Mel led the way back to the bedroom, I noticed she was still walking with a constricted gait. “You’re walking funny,” I observed. “Are you hurting?”“No, but I feel kind of weird inside. It’s hard. Idecided that it was time.It was when I was 29 years old and was weighing a nice 180 lbs and 6'2.I live alone and I decided to dress up in my favorite black thigh hisstockings, my lacey garter belt, my thong black panties and a sexysheer black bra. I put in my silicone implants.I modeled for myself and felt my ample tits as I faced the mirror. Itwas time for me to take out the makeup. I sat at my makeshift vanityand began to apply my foundation to my face. You could not see any partof facial. .1966: Long hair2016: Longing for hair1966: KEG2016: EKG1966: Acid rock2016: Acid reflux1966: Moving to California because it's cool2016: Moving to Arizona because it's warm1966: Trying to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor2016: Trying NOT to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor1966: Seeds and stems2016: Roughage1966: Hoping for a BMW2016: Hoping for a BM1966: Going to a new, hip joint2016: Receiving a new hip joint1966: Rolling Stones2016: Kidney Stones1966: Screw the system2016: Upgrade.