Up my... mmmm! I'm proud of my gender now, too, so, please, call me RD-Girl! Is this YOUR table? Here," she said, climbing up on top, "Let me give you... a free table dance! Just for my superhero friends!" I'm not... , " the Crimson Blush muttered while she, well, blushed. " I'm really not comfortable with this." Oh, sit! Enjoy! We have a hot woman dancing on our table!" But she-- she-- she used to be a man. One that I really respected. A hero of a man. A man that meant-- well, everything that was. The next week went buy and I found myself on Saturday morning realizing that swimming was about an hour away as soon as Josh woke up. I jumped in the shower just like the Saturday prior, but this time for a reason to this day I can't explain, I looked down at my bush and decided to shave it. It took a while with those long dark hairs, but after twenty minutes or so I shaved except for a little patch of hair I left. I got out of the shower and dried of, and picked up my one piece suit, and. "Mom, there are certain men and woman who... like to dress up as..." I leaned closer dropping my voice a bit."... as ponies." I smiled smugly.Mother paused.She waited a beat, then staring at me blankly.I savored her stunned silence in victory as my poor silly mommy sat there totally dumbfounded by her daughter's little bombshell. Guess your little girl's not so ho hum after all, is she mommie, huh??? Huh????I grinned to myself.I'd normally feel kinda weird talking sex with my own mother on a. As I reach the door, it isn't closed, but isn't open enough for me to see into the room either. Their voices are urgent but hushed, like they don't want to be heard or found out. I ever so gently push the door open, inch by inch, and as I do, can slowly start to make out what is being said. "Don't stop, John. Don't stop fucking meeee.." is the first thing I clearly hear and I freeze on the spot, a mixture of emotions surging through me as my suspicions are confirmed. I feel as if I owe it to.