"See sweetie you still look like a girl even with no underwear. You can'teven tell you have any boy parts between your legs unless you spread yourlegs... wide open. A matter of fact while I look between your legs it lookslike your little baby balls look so dried up there going to fall off anyminute. Hehehe."Hearing momma giggling but I can't argue with her, I do look like a littlegirl, even with no underwear. Momma turns me around to her as she pulls mypink camisole off with one smooth motion. I. Before she turned away, she winked at me and made that “tick tock” sound from the back of her throat like Ann Margret did in the movie Cincinnati K**. “Loose the pants BOY let THAT breathe...the SHOW will go on. I PROMISE.” She declared. Walking away still holding her dress in her hands so I could see all that was underneath! I love watching her movements. All the time! I know her mannerisms and so on. So, as I’m standing there in a cold sweat- so as not to cum too soon: Her round cheeks in. As silently as I can, I make my way down the stairs and try sneaking to the kitchen to avoid as much embarrassment as I can. It is in vain because the click of my heels on the tile gives me away and I sense all five sets of eyes ogling my figure. The noise of the TV is loud enough to mask the mumbles and laughter from your pals, but I have an idea what they are saying anyway. I open the refrigerator and grab some things to make for you and our guests."Babygirl." Shit, I have no clue what you'll. They had taken off their Ranger badges and put them in their pockets, since both men knew that people were more likely to talk freely if they did not know that a representative of the law was present.The first saloon they visited was the one associated with the hotel. It was a raucous place, exactly the kind of setting likely to produce useful information. Jed talked to the bartender for a while, and Al circulated among the customers randomly scattered around the barroom. He was carrying a beer.