It only took a few seconds and Ross climbed out from under the car inviting me in for a beer as he went to get cleaned up, I got 2 beers from the refr...igerator and sat at the kitchen table, Ross returned from the bathroom and sat down and took a long swig from his beer and I noticed him staring at me. I asked him what was wrong and he asked me how long had I been wearing women’s underwear, my heart leapt into my throat and a thousand things started going through my mind, how did he know, I. I was aware her hubby is very near to us and if anything goes wrong I would be in trouble but still I kept taking chances and had faced these situations before also. I know it’s the time to touch her gently on her right parts to make her hot & wet and very soon my fingers were moving in between her ass cracks, she was not objecting and was still talking to her hubby as ignoring my act. I suddenly start noticing that my fingers started feeling her bare flesh and that was an indication that she. So why did I? Well, I happened to be in a state of questioning my usual left-brain approach to everything. I struggled to box it out of select areas, and creative writing is an ideal testing ground with little penalty for failure.About six months into this odyssey I began pondering why I was enjoying this writing while I HATED creative writing in school. I soon realized the process was very different. In High School and College, the topic was usually unappealing and assigned so it stifled. There I laid in my bed, had my stiffy in my hand and was busy with masturbation, when my mother suddenly stood in front of me. She coped faster with the situation than me and said: "Yeah, right, boy, don't mind me,I know that anyway, that you do this, since all boys do that." Nevertheless I wasvery ashamed and draw the blanket over me. "Now come on, go ahead, don't be afraid of me, I'm yet no stranger but your mother,so this really doesn't matter." she insisted while stacking my clothes into.