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Mom Loves Not Her Daughters

Date: 7/7/2017, Categories: Shemales, Taboo, Author: BeeJay69, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

slipped her arm into mine as I still stood staring. "Out? Mom, but ..." "You'll be fine. I know." I could only look at her, slack jawed. "Come on." * * * I sat in the car as my mother went back into the house, probably to tell Amy that we were going out. I was trying to quiet my skittering stomach and fluttering fingers as I sat examining the way the skirt pulled up my thighs and the feelings of the air that had such free access under it. In moments, my mom jumped into the driver's seat, tossing her purse on the seat between us, and started the car. Her mood was so bright and excited, I couldn't help but fall into it. She seemed to bubble. As we drove down the street, I began to have the doubts I should have had a long time before. "Mom?" "Yeah, sweetie." "Where are we going? I mean, you know I'm really not a girl. Right?" "Of course I know that, honey. But there's no one else in the world who would believe me if I told them the truth." "What?" "If I were to take you anywhere and tell them you were my son -- a boy -- they would only laugh at me. You look so far from a boy ..." "But mom, is this right? I mean, should I be out like this? Dressed like this in the first place?" Slowly, she pulled over to the side of the road and stopped, putting the car in park. "I'm sorry, honey. I should have thought." She looked deep into my eyes. "When I saw you this afternoon -- my shoes and panties -- I just thought somehow that you would like this -- really like this a lot. Was I ... wrong?" I thought about it for a minute, looking down at my long fingers at the hem of the short skirt, the very feminine legs coming out from below that hem. "No. I like it all right, mom. It's just that ... I don't know. I'm scared." "Frightened? Really? About what? Let me help." "Well, I'm a boy. But I'm dressed up like a girl. And if somebody found out ..." "I understand. Don't worry. Where I plan to take you, no one will take any notice and if they do they'll be delighted." "Where are we going?" "You'll see. It's only a short way." I sat quietly as she drove on, noticing now the way her short skirt rode high onto her thighs as she shifted the car and braked for the streetlights. In only a few minutes, she pulled into the parking lot of what looked like a neighborhood bar and parked. "Ready?" she asked with a big smile. "Ready for what, mom?" "I guess I really didn't give you much chance to change my decision but here we are, now. Too late to turn back." "You mean we're going in there?" I said in shock. "Mom! I'm dressed like a girl!" "Of course you are," she said. "A very lovely girl, as a matter of fact." "You mean you got me dressed up this way to go out here?" "Exactly. Actually, if you weren't dressed the way you are, you wouldn't be at all welcome here." She grinned now with her continued secret. "We'll talk some more inside. Now come on." She opened her door and, before I had decided whether I was going along or not, opened my door and motioned me out. Realizing the ...