A multitude of thoughts runs through my brain. Can he really see me fucking my pussy as I chat on my computer, or when one of my dates calls me? Does ...he have my phone tapped? Does he know about the phone sex, with my male and female lovers? How hot I get when we describe how we are touching ourselves or what we want to do to each other, until we both cum so hard that we are breathless? Does he know how I love to have a hard cock buried in my pussy making me cum or how I love to feel my girl's. ...It was dark, but the moon lit my room enough, and I turned my head and saw him, my Uncle, kneeling at my bedside, leering at me with a smile, and he put his finger to his lips and made a soft, 'shhh' sound. My heart began racing again as I rolled to lay on my back and his hand slid up over my belly and under my vest, groping my buds as his other hand pulled at the tie on the robe he wore...he undid it and opened the robe and I gasped as his huge erect penis sprang up- he held it, stroking. If an assassin gets into my quarters they will not be leaving.”“Four guards are coming up to secure the scene sir.”I sighed, “Make sure they know to look and not touch.”I shut the intercom off and walked towards Amanda, “Still think traveling around with me is a good idea?”She patted my chest, “Just find out why they are coming after you and where the school is.”I nodded and turned to look at the other marshals, “Tomorrow is going to be a busy day so get some rest while you can.”One grinned,. So over the years I learned to enjoygetting dressed up as a baby girl and treated as one. But over the yearsshe grew bored and then surprised me and our three little girls byleavening us. After my ex-wife left I filed for a divorce then me and thekids moved to northern Nevada because we wanted to live in a smaller townand we could actually have the seasons my kids had never experienced.A week before Halloween I packed my dresses and other baby stuff and sincemy kids were old enough now.