He's my son, not my daughter." Even though I knew Melissa -- no, Michael -- was very serious when hesaid he wanted to be a girl, the judge seemed conv...inced a five-year-oldcouldn't make that kind of a decision even before Theresa's lawyerpresented his argument. Attempting to bring out that he'd been living asa girl for a year and still hadn't changed his mind had only made thingsworse."AeroExpress flight 212 is arriving at gate 16C," announced a disembodiedvoice, sounding much too chipper for. Slowly the delicate curves of her thighs came into view as the skirt continued to ride up until I could clearly see the thin strip of a lacy black thong neatly bisecting her perfect ass. As if I wasn't hard before, I could feel my cock straining against my slacks, just begging for some attention."Grad school really has changed you," I remarked, while firmly caressing her ass with one hand and tracing the lace of her thong with the other.Trying my best to keep from drooling or falling out of the. " So mom, you like going to the Olive Garden??" Yes, thank you so much. I go in the afternoons for the soup and salad. That pasta and beans soup is very good." John, how long have you been cross dressing?" Oh the last twelve years or so." How did you get into it John." Asked mom in a voice of sincere interest."Well you were out with Rita playing bingo. I came in from working, showered and passing your room I saw the high heels you wear at times and I tried them. I was so glad they fit and I. She smelled like heavy sweat... like sex. She was dotted with several hickies and a few bruises that looked a few hours old. And there was something covering her chest... something that felt a lot like cum. She was the hottest mess I have ever seen. I wasn't going to say no, especially not now. With a quietly smug grin: “Ok, for tonight.” And she arched up to kiss me on my lips. Part Four: HarleyWith that, I noticed a strange wetness through my cargo-shorts... feeling down, the same was.