Now, please go stuff your bra." Yes Ma'am."When Jason returned, his mother looked him over, and said, "Well, now youlook a little more like a girl. B...ut those rolled up socks are a bit lumpy,and they don't move quite right. Obviously, if we do decide to explorethis direction further, we will have to do something about that. For thismorning though, that will do. Are you finished with breakfast?" Yes, I've had enough." "Ok, then why don't you start by cleaning the kitchen? I'm going to. A wave of excitement and fear ran through my body. Out of all the people my husband could have found to be our instructor, it had to be him. I tried to stay calm and collected as I walked over to them. “And this is my beautiful wife Ashley,” Adam said as his hands gestured to me. “Honey this is our yoga instructor Francis.” Frances reached out to shake my hand. “Its nice to meet you Ashley.” “Its uh… nice to meet you too,” I said flustered. “So… shall we begin?” Francis said as he moved the. I looked in a mirror and my heart jumped.I was afraid that they would see that I was a boy. This was my chance ofdoing something that I wanted without being teasedI was quiet all the way in the car. A part of me wanted to tell mum toturn around and take me home. But deep down I was excited.We came to the dance school. I changed and walked in where there were 7other girls. The ballet lesson went very well. I did all the exercisesand the teacher said that I was very good. I don't think I ever. “Babe? You okay.”“Mmm,” he moaned again. “Great. Are you going to finish it?” then he started stroking his dick through his shorts.“Looks like you’re gonna finish before I do.” I smirked.He rolled his eyes and looked at me. “I know.”I laid down on his chest and ran my hand along his bare abs, inching toward his rising cock. “You’re really excited, huh?”“Mmm…” he moaned again and wrapped his left arm around my back and pulled me up on top of him.I traced the lines of his six pack with my finger.