

    Jerry couldn’t believe it had been six weeks since that
dreaded night that his wife came home early from her usual
Thursday night card game with the girls and caught him in that
dreadful act.

    How could he have been so stupid and let it happen so easily?
It was something that he enjoyed doing since he was fourteen
years old and now he had been caught by his own wife.

   Tammy was so angry at him that night that she almost packed
his bags and made him move out of the house that night but she
didn’t. He spent four weeks sleeping in their guests’ bedroom and
it wasn’t until he had apologized to her numerous  times and said
that he would never do it again before she finally gave in and
allowed him back in their bed again.

   She still wouldn’t allow him to have sex with her, not after
that night. Jerry pleaded with her the other night, almost
begging her to have sex but she was still too angry and hurt.

   Jerry knew that Tammy had confided with  her best friend at
work concerning their marital problems and Jerry was upset. He
felt so embarrassed and hurt that Tammy had told someone his
little secret.

    Jerry had overheard Tammy talking on the phone the other
night to this woman whose name is Jean. It almost seemed as if
they were planning something, maybe revenge or maybe this woman
was trying to talk Tammy into divorcing him.

   After all, it wasn’t as if he went out screwing another woman.
Why wouldn’t she just let it go and forget that it even happened?

  They had been married for seven years and Jerry loved Tammy
with all his heart. He remembered meeting her on a blind date and
how beautiful she was. They were both fresh out of college and
both working in real estate.

   They had met at the company Christmas party and were married
the following spring. They began working as a team and were very
successful at selling homes.

   Tammy had long red hair and he loved redheads’ and she was
very slim with long legs but very well endowed. Her tiny waist
seemed to enhance her bust size even more.

   Jerry wasn’t much larger than his wife, they were the same
height and he had always been skinny. Jerry didn’t think he
weighed any more than his wife.

  They were both going to turn thirty next year and they were so
successful that they bought a million-dollar house and both had
luxury cars. They just didn’t have any time for kids right now,
they were so busy trying to get everything they wanted before
they settled down with children.

  Tammy was talking on the phone that very moment with her friend
Jean. Jean was another agent down at the office where he and
Tammy worked.

   Jerry had wondered how many of the other agents knew what he
had done. He just couldn’t believe his own wife would spill the
beans to her best friend on him.


   After dinner that night, he and Tammy had settled down and
were working on a few updates on some listings together when
Tammy stopped what she was doing on the computer and turned to
Jerry and gave him a hug.

  “Jerry. I’m really sorry I’ve been so hard on you these past
few weeks. It’s just that I was very hurt when I came home and
found you the way I did that day.”

   Jerry gave her another hug and they kissed and Tammy looked
into his eyes and smiled as she held his hands and knew she has
something else to day to him.

  “I’ve been talking to Jean and we had a long talk about what
had happened that night and I think I’ve been very unfair to you.
I think we should have talked about what had happened a lot
sooner and got everything out in the open.”

  Tammy reached up and held his chin in her hand and kissed his
lips gently. Jerry was beginning to feel so much better after all
this time. Tammy was finally letting it go and moving on.

  “Honey. I’ve decided to allow you to continue doing what you
enjoy. I understand perfectly well how you feel and I don’t want
to deny you of your little hobby.”

  Jerry looked into Tammy’s eyes knowing that she was being very
honest and sincere and it caused him to smile back at her knowing
that she understood.

   That night was the first time that he and Tammy had sex in
more than six weeks and she was being so much different that
night. Tammy seemed to be concentrated on studying Jerry rather
then enjoying sex with him.

   She was treating him so much differently that it made him
paranoid to what she was thinking.
Tammy studied every inch of Jerry’s body, running the palms of
her hands along his legs and thigh’s and feeling his slim waist
and small shoulders.

  Tammy even made him laugh that night when she compared his legs
to her own legs, telling him how long and slim his were, just
like her own and how soft his skin felt against her own.

  They were laying in bed cuddling and Tammy was stroking his
hair and looking into his eyes. Jerry knew she was thinking about
something.  He knew her very well.

   She lowered her hand and began rubbing it along his chest and
played with his nipples. She began to laugh as she thought about
something but didn’t share her thoughts with him.

    They were both naked and there was only the dim light on in
the room but Jerry could defiantly see something in her eyes that
scared him a little.

  Tammies jumped out of bed giggling and opened one of her
drawers and pulled an article of clothing out and held it behind
her back and leaped back into the bed and playfully smiled at
Jerry holding the object behind her back.

   “What’s wrong? Why are you laughing and what do you have
behind your back?”

    “I got something I want you to try on for me. Close your eyes
and let me put it on you.”

     I closed my eyes and waited for Tammy to put whatever she
was holding on me. She was giggling as she lifted my feet, one at
a time and I felt her pulling underpants up my legs so I lifted
my rear off the bed so she could pull them up.

    They were very tight and she playfully snapped the elastic
and said, “OK. Open your eyes now.”

   I looked down to see what she had put on me, and was shocked
and hurt when I saw that she had slipped a pink pair of panties
on me. I immediately thought she was making a joke out of what
happened but quickly defended her action.

  “Jerry. I thought this would make you happy knowing that I’m
willing to accept your cross-dressing activities. I just wanted
you to feel comfortable doing it around me. There isn’t any
reason why you have to hide your secret from me. I love you and
accept you the way you are.”

  I felt uncomfortable laying in bed with a dainty pair of
women’s pink panties on me. I looked down and saw that they were
very tiny and well below my navel.

  “Jerry. Why don’t you stand up and go look in the mirror and
see how they look on you?”

  I was very hesitant about getting out of bed wearing something
like this in front of my wife but she seemed to be interested so
I got out of bed and looked at myself in the full length mirror.

  Tammy got out of the bed behind me and adjusted the elastic
around my hips and gave my ass a gentle squeeze than slapped it.

  “Do you know that you can fit into my panties?  We’re almost
the same size except up here?”

  Tammy was pointing at her large tits as she walked over to her
dresser and pulled out a black bra’s from the drawer.  She walked
over and started to put the thing on me as I tried to resist her.

    “Jerry. Don’t be ashamed, we’ll try it on you and see how it
looks.”

    I allowed my wife to put the bra around my chest and waited
patently as she snapped the hooks in the back. She helped me slip
the shoulder straps in place and ran over to her dresser again
and got a couple pairs of socks and stuffed them inside the cups
of the bra.

   Tammy was really getting into this as she stood back looking
at me wearing the panties and bra. She walked back to the dresser
and got out her tape measure and measured my hips and waist and
than stood back giggling.

  “Do you know that we have the same size hips? My waist is four
inches smaller than yours and without the padding in the bra,
we’re no comparison.”

  Tammy was getting more out of this little dress-up game than I
was as I watched her walk around me checking me out. Tammy ran to
the closet and she came out laughing like a little girl with a
pair of heels in her hands.

  “Jerry. Give these a try and see how they fit you. You have
small feet and we might get lucky.”

  I couldn’t believe what my wife was doing as she gave me the
black heels. I sat down on the edge of the bed and tried slipping
one on. It was tight but I was able to twist the show enough
until it slipped on my foot.

  Tammy helped me tie the buckle and I slipped on the other heel
and waited until she snapped that shoe. I stood up and tried to
walk over to the mirror to see how I looked. The heels made me
look much taller, they we spiked and opened toes and I loved
seeing Tammy wearing them.

  She had me turn in front of the mirror to see how good my legs
looked wearing the heels. She tugged on the panties until she
slipped them down my legs and rushed to the drawer and pulled out
a black pair and helped me slip into them.

   She was really getting into this and I was beginning to get as
excited as she was and she knew it. I had never felt so excited
in all the years I had been dressing up.

   Tammy walked into the closet and brought out a black dress she
hadn’t wore in a couple years. She wanted me to try it on so she
helped me get into it. It was made out of a satin material and
clung to my body.

  I never really realized how much that my body size resembled
Tammy’s as far as my hips and my weight. I got pushed around when
I was a kid because I was built so small. Even my arms and hands
were dainty and I didn’t have big shoulders like most men.

  Tammy had picked out this dress because it didn’t show very
much cleavage and since I wore a bra that was stuffed with socks,
you really couldn’t tell the difference.

   My wife had another surprise for me when she kneeled down and
took out a box from under the bed.
   Tammy opened the small cardboard box and took out a blonde
wig. It was the wig I had bought a couple years ago and the exact
wig that she caught me wearing that dreadful day six weeks ago.

  I had thought she had tossed it out in the garbage long ago but
here she was smiling and getting ready to put it on my head. I
helped her adjust the wig on my head and she picked up her comb
and started to comb the hair.

  It was long and the hair came down past my shoulders, Tammy
fluffed it out and had me walk in front of the full length
mirror. She seemed more thrilled with the way I looked than I was
and gave me a little kiss on my chin and held her arm around my
waist.

   Tammy was moving her hand down to my ass and began rubbing her
hand across the material of the dress. She gave me a very
passionate kiss on my lips as we embraced.

   I had never felt so relieved in my whole life, here I was
standing next to my wife all dressed up and I felt good. So many
years of hiding my secret from everyone and now my wife was
helping me. I just couldn’t believe my luck.

  We talked about having me put on lipstick and other makeup but
it was getting late so I started to take off the dress and Tammy
stopped me. She gave me another kiss and a hug and smiled at me.

   “I never had sex with another woman before.”

   I was so surprised to hear my wife say that to me but we got
in bed with me still dressed and she straddled my face while I
licked her pussy. She had a ver intense orgasm a few minutes
later and after that she moved down and slipped off my panties
and pulled the dress up around my waist and mounted herself on my
cock.

  We screwed so intensely for the next hour that I thought I was
going to cry. My wife had made me so happy and she really seemed
very pleased and excited herself. Tammy told me just before we
went to sleep that night that she fantasized about doing it with
another woman for years and I finally made her dream come true.

   I thought about what she said as I fell asleep and realized
that I was fulfilling her fantasy as well as my own.

   I woke up late the next morning, it was Saturday so I really
didn’t have anything to do that day. Tammy was already up and I
saw the clothes I had been wearing the night before laid out on
the chair.

   So it wasn’t a dream after all, I felt so relieved knowing
that I wasn’t dreaming last night.  I got up and used the
bathroom and put on my robe and walked out to the kitchen to see
if Tammy had made the coffee.

   Tammy had made the coffee and I poured a cup and walked toward
the front room. I could hear Tammy talking on the cell phone and
could barely hear but wondered whom she was talking to so early
in the morning.

  A tip toed a little closer so I could hear Tammy and leaned
against the wall near the hallway.

  “Yeah . . . He did . . . No . . . Even the heels . . . I think
I will . . . Do you think so? ..........Well you know he would
problebly like that to . . . Yeah . . . Maybe I should . . . I’ll
give it some thought and  I’ll call you later . . . OK . . . Yeah
. . . Bye . . . ”

   Tammy was walking in my direction and I pretended to just be
walking into the room.

   “Oh . . . Good morning sleepy head . . . How is my little girl
doing this morning?”

   I smiled at Tammy as she kissed my lips, I had many thoughts
going through my head at that moment. She was actually joking
around and calling me her little girl this morning. What I really
wanted to know was whom she was speaking to on the phone and why
was she sharing what we had done last night together with another
person.

   I had thought that we would keep this our little secret but I
was wrong.

  “Huh . . . Honey . . . Did I hear you talking to someone out
here?”

  “Oh . . . I was just talking to a client that wanted to see a
house tomorrow.”

  I was feeling a little confused because I had heard Tammy
talking about heels and I was sure she was referring about me. It
was too early in the morning to get in an argument about
something I really wasn’t sure about and we had such a good time
last night that I didn’t want to ruin it now.

  Tammy and I stopped by the office later that morning, things
were slow so we returned home with nothing really planned. I was
sitting on the sofa when my wife walked out of the bedroom
completely naked and sat on my lap and kissed me on the lips.

  “Why don’t you get naked and we’ll take a bath together?”

  I smiled and kissed her and took her hand and followed her into
the bedroom. I got my clothes off in a hurry and went into the
bathroom where Tammy was waiting for me I was surprised to see
her standing next to the sink with the stuff she uses to wax her
legs.

  “Honey. I thought we should get rid of that hair on your legs,
you’ll feel so much smoother when we make love and you’ll be able
to wear stockings or shorts.”

   I went along with it and found it very erotic and exciting.
Here I was having my wife removing all of my hair on my legs so
I’d be smooth as a baby.

   Tammy even used her shaver on my face doing the delicate task
of shaving me and using her hair remover in a few spots. She
always laughed about my hair anyway. I was never able to grow
much facial hair to begin with and we joked about it many times.

  We took a bath together when we were finished removing all of
my hair. Tammy sprinkled her bath oil in the water and  both of
us came out of the tub smelling nice and sweet.

  Tammy had a bunch of idea’s in her head and wanted to go out
shopping for fake nails and new clothes that I could wear instead
of wearing her stuff.

  We even picked up a bunch of makeup and new high heel shoes
that afternoon. I was actually a little overwhelmed by my wife’s
eagerness to help me dress so well.

  We were so tired from all the shopping that afternoon that we
just laid around the house that evening when Tammy got the idea
of having me dress up the following day and we would go out and
have lunch together.

  She wanted to do the works on me and have me go out with her as
a woman. I’d only fooled around at the house in the past and I
told her I was too nervous to even try but she insisted and
reassured me that she could do such a good job on me that nobody
would ever know the difference.

  Tammy spent two hours getting me ready that Sunday morning and
when she was finished, I was a work of art! We both wore floral
dresses and I had a pair of red high heels and a matching purse.

  I let Tammy drive and ducked when we were backing out of the
driveway on our way out. We drove to a large restaurant way on
the other side of town and I was nervous going in because the
place was full of people.

  Tammy encouraged me and I felt more relaxed and we ordered
lunch, I practiced speaking and gave the waitress my order
without her even noticing anything strange. Tammy said I looked
perfect and nobody would ever be able to notice and she was
right.

  We drove back home and when the garage door came down once we
were inside the garage, I felt so relieved that we actually got
away with it.

                                                Chapter 2

  During the next few weeks, Tammy and I played around the house
with my new clothes and she showed me how to apply makeup and do
my hair and we went out to lunch every weekend for lunch.

  My only concern was that Tammy spoke to her friend on the phone
every evening and I know she was giving that person a blow by
blow description of what we were doing.

   Tammy and I were getting ready for bed one evening and I could
tell she had something on her mind to say and she surprised me
just before I turned out the light by asking me a question.

    “Jerry . . .  Have you ever thought about doing it with
another man? I thought . . . Since you like to dress up like a
woman . . . You don’t have to be afraid to tell me the truth . .
. ”	

   Tammy’s question did catch me off guard and I looked over at
her and said. “Tammy. I’m not gay if that’s what you are getting
at.”

  “Honey...I know your not gay....I was just wondering if you
ever fantasized about being with another man and pretending you
are doing everything a woman would do for a man.”

  I didn’t know how to answer her question because I think I may
have fantasized about it several times but how could I tell her
it was only a fantasy and not something I really wanted to do.

  I gave Tammy a kiss and put my hand on the back of her head,
“It’s only been a fantasy but I’m not interested in doing it.”

  We went to sleep soon after I answered Tammy, but I wondered if
she was wondering if I had gay tendencies and really wanted to go
there.

  Several weeks had passed and I was getting really good at
applying makeup and I bought another wig to wear with my
ensemble. It has long red hair and matched Tammy’s in color and
length.

  Tammy bought me breast forms through the mail and with the red
hair and the breast forms, we could pass for sisters.

  We were going out three or four times a week now, hitting clubs
and restaurants and my wardrobe began to grow as well. It began
to get more common for me to stay dressed in drag than being a
man.

  Since we worked together in real estate as a team, I decided to
work mostly from our office at home while Tammy met the public,
shaking hands and kissing babies. Our little setup seemed to be
working fairly well and I would show myself at the office for our
monthly meetings.	

  Lucky for us that our house set back off the street and our
neighbors were several hundred feet away, so I was able to dress
as a woman almost twenty-four hours a day.

  Tammy actually enjoyed me staying home because I did all the
house cleaning and cooking. One afternoon, Tammy walked in the
door very excited and I thought she had won the lottery or
something.

  Once she calmed down, we sat on the sofa holding hands. “Oh
Jerry. You’ll never guess what had happen today.”


   She was smiling and so happy that I knew it was something
really big. “Tell me. What happened?”

  “Do you know that property along the coast?  The one they were
asking thirty million dollars?”

  I smiled, “Yes. The one everyone has been trying to sell for
the past two years?”

  “Yes . . . I sold it this afternoon . . . Well . . . I got him
to sign the contract at lunch to buy it . . . He is a developer
and they are going to build a bunch of condo’s there.”

  I gave Tammy a big hug and we kissed smearing each other’s
lipstick and just laughed. I was so excited for my wife. We wiped
each other’s face and hugged.

  I was very excited for Tammy, there would be a huge commission
along with a bonus the seller was offering and I opened a bottle
of wine that evening while we ate dinner and celebrated.

  We made a toast, and that’s when I noticed that Tammy wasn’t
wearing her wedding and engagement ring. I was a little concerned
because Tammy never took them off since we were married.

  “Tammy. Where are your rings? Why aren’t you wearing them?”

  Tammy put her wine glass on the table. The expression on her
face showed guilt as she starred down at the table.

  Tammy starred at the table with her lips parted and I knew she
was trying to figure out what to say to me.

   “Honey. I...Uh . . . Wanted to get this contract signed . . .
So . . . I met Mark for lunch . . . And . . . Ah . . . Well. Uh .
. . Jean thought it would be a good idea if I had lunch with Mark
. . . An uh . . . Maybe I could give him the idea that . . . I
was single  . . . Flirt with him    A little . . .  ”

   My heart sank at that moment and I leaned back in the chair. I
was upset and got up and walked into the bedroom. I was very hurt
and didn’t know what to say to Tammy.

  Tammy walked up behind me and put her arms around my waist.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I wanted Mark to sign that
contract so I did something that I shouldn’t have today.”

  Nothing else was said and Tammy walked out of the room leaving
me alone. I knew that Jean had been giving my wife her advice.
She was Tammy’s best friend and single herself and I couldn’t
even begin to imagine what she had been telling my wife to do.
   Later that evening, we were preparing for bed and we hadn’t
talked to each other all evening. I was reluctant to remain angry
at my wife and gave her a gentle kiss on her neck.


   Tammy turned and we hugged each other and she began crying on
my shoulder. I allowed her to cry and get it out of her system.

   “I shouldn’t have listened to Jean. . . . She’s helped me with
so much these past few weeks and I thought I was doing the right
thing . . . I should have known better . . . I didn’t listen to
her about the hormone’s and I shouldn’t have taken her advice on
this . . . ”

   “You mentioned hormone’s? .....What are you talking about?”

   Tammy wiped her eyes and walked over to the dresser and opened
the bottom drawer and put several large pill bottles on top of
the dresser.

   “Jean had a friend who work’s at a pharmacy and he can get
these hormone pills without a prescription. Jean had suggested
that you may want to start on them since you enjoy dressing so
much. I was reluctant to give them to you and just brought them
home and put them away.”

   I picked each bottle up off the dresser and read the labels.
There were sixteen bottles and most of them were doubled or
triple of the exact medicine. I would have to do a little
research to know what they did.

  I was so angry that I separated the bottles and took one of
each different pills in my hand and shoved them into my mouth and
swallowed.

  “Honey . . . No . . . Those will change your body . . . ”

   I was angry and walked into the bathroom and got a glass of
water. I didn’t say anything to Tammy as I opened the same
bottles and took out one more pill out of each bottle and
swallowed those as well.

   Tammy screamed . . . ”Honey . . . No . . . Stop it . . . Now .
. . ”

   “There . . . You can tell Jean that I started to take the
hormone’s . . . What else does she want you to do? ....Tell me?
....What else? .......Divorce me? .....”

   I walked out of the bedroom and slammed the door shut and
slept in our guest suite that night.
I laid in the bed wondering exactly what those pills would do to
me.

  The next morning I got up and went back to our bedroom. I could
hear the water running in the shower and notice the bottles of
pills were gone from the top of the dresser. I opened the drawer
where Tammy had got them last night and they were still there.

   I closed the drawer and heard the water stop in the bathroom
and walked in and saw Tammy drying herself off with a towel. I
took hold of the towel and helped her, she immediately 	put her
arms around me and gave me a kiss.


    “I’m so sorry . . . I love you so much and I just wanted to
make you happy . . . I’ll call and tell Mark that I’m married and
cancel the date with him this morning.”

   I looked at Tammy wondering what she meant by a date?

   “Did you mean that you have to see him again to sign more
documents?”

   “Jerry . . . Listen to me . . . Mark asked me to go out with
him next Friday night to a club . . . I did accept his offer but
told him I wouldn’t go unless I could bring my sister.”

   “I guess that I’m the sister your talking about, isn’t it?”

   “Yeah....But....I’m going to call him and tell him I have to
cancel.”

   “No . . . I’ll go with you . . . Any way, it’s not a problem
at all . . . You want to seal this deal than I’ll help you . . .
You can call him and confirm your date with him . . . ”

   Although I was still angry, I didn’t want Tammy to screw up
this deal. I knew it was a lot of money and would enhance her
carrier but I was still angry about how much she was listening to
this woman, Jean.

   Tammy dressed for work while I took my shower and when I
finished, she was ready to leave and kissed me on her way out.

   I dried myself and stood thinking about the hormone pills in
the drawer and kneeled down and took out two of each of the pills
and walked back into the bathroom and swallowed them with water.

  If this is what her friend, Jean wanted than I’ll take them. I
actually took a double dose of them each morning. Tammy never
even bothered checking them, I guess she assumed I was angry that
night and hadn’t taken any more.

  It was the first time in our marriage that we hadn’t
communicated. We just went through the motions each day until
that Friday morning.

  I’d been taking a double dose of the hormone pills for eight
days straight and they were making me feel warm at times.

  That morning, Tammy became very affectionate just like she had
done when she began helping me dress. She laid out a conservative
black dress for me to wear that night. She was so afraid that
Mark would find out I was a man and didn’t want me to expose too
much skin.

  She helped me plucking my facial hair and waxing my legs and
had me practice talking. She was very concerned and worried about
having me be convincible as a woman in front of this man.


     Tammy had chosen a black dress as well but it was much
shorter than mine and exposed her cleavage.

    Once we got dressed and applied our makeup, I took a second
look at Tammy who looked very hot and inviting. I just hoped that
she wasn’t going too far with this man.

   It was dark when we left the house and I decided to drive us
to the club and when I pulled into the large parking lot, my
heart was beating so fast that I could feel my heart thumping
inside my tight bra.

  I was wearing the rubber breast forms and could still feel each
heart beat when I put my hand against the fake nipple area.

  Mark had told Tammy that he would be waiting and holding a
booth for us. We got a lot of stares from the men when we walked
past the front door. There wasn’t any doubt in my mind that we
looked like we could have been sisters.

   We entered the large club and people were out on the dance
floor, I followed Tammy as she looked around for this guy, Mark.
I assumed he would have blonde hair, handsome, tall, the whole
package.

   “There he is, back in the far corner.”

  Tammy pointed way toward the rear of the club. I couldn’t see
whom she was pointing at so I just followed her around the dance
floor toward the back of the club.

   We walked near the last booth and I saw a man sliding out of
the booth getting ready to great Tammy. My eyes expanded in size
as I saw a tall muscular black man smiling at Tammy.

   The man greeted Tammy with a kiss on the cheek and hugged her
while staring back at me.

   “This must be the sister you were telling me about.”

   Tammy turned and smiled at me as she held Mark’s hand. “Mark.
I want you to meet my sister, Jenny.”

   We never discussed a name for me other than Jerry, and gave my
wife a quick glance before extending my hand out to Mark.
   Mark kissed my hand. It was the first time having any contact
like this with a man and I felt very strange. My other thought
was that I had done such a wonderful job that he actually thought
I was Tammy’s sister.


    Mark motioned for me to slide into the large booth which
circled around and was only lit with a flickering candle. Tammy
scooted in next to me and Mark sat next to her. Mark ordered us
drinks and I sat listening to Tammy and Mark talking about the
huge plan he had for the land he was purchasing.

   Two more drinks later, they were still chatting away and I
didn’t mind so much. It was all business talk and the music kept
my mind occupied while they talked.

   I was a little surprised when Mark asked my wife to dance and
she turned to look back at me as she was sliding out of the booth
and smiled.

  “I’ll be back in a few!”

   I returned the smile as Mark took her hand and lead Tammy out
to the dance floor. They were playing a tango and Tammy is very
good at dancing to those. I sat sipping my drink and keeping an
eye on them on the dance floor.

  Another tango was played and they remained out on the floor.
Tammy was laughing and I knew she was having fun dancing with
Mark. The next song was a slow dance and I had assumed Tammy
would be walking back by now.

  I looked around the dance floor, stretching my neck to see them
but couldn’t. The lights had been lowered when that song began to
play which made it difficult seeing them.

  The song ended and the lights were turned back up, but by that
time I saw Mark bringing Tammy back toward our booth. He was
holding her hand but let go so she could slid back into the
booth.

  Tammy smiled at me. “How are you doing?”

  “I’m fine.”

  Mark ordered us another drink and when he turned his face
toward Tammy, I could see a tiny speck of Tammy’s lipstick on his
lower lip.

  My heart sank as I thought about Tammy kissing Mark, maybe it
was a friendly sort of kiss so I figured I wouldn’t worry about
it so much. But I did try to analyze it to some degree. I
remembered Mark kissing her on the cheek when we arrived so it
couldn’t have got on his lip at that time.

  Mark asked Tammy to dance with him again and she smiled at me
as he lead her back out on the dance floor.

  A few seconds later, a man asked me to dance and I was stunned
and before I could say no, he was holding his hand out to help me
out of the booth. My concern was what Tammy would think when she
returned back to the booth with Mark and saw me dancing with
another man.

  I danced one song with the man and they played a slow song next
so I thanked him before walking toward the restrooms. I had to
pee very badly and when I got to the restrooms, I almost
mistakenly walked into the men’s room.

  I felt strange going pee in the women’s room, there was other
woman walking in and I just smiled. It did give me a chance to
check my makeup and after a few minutes I walked back out to our
booth.

  I saw Mark and Tammy sitting in the booth and when I slid in, I
saw that Mark had his arm around my wife. He was sitting right
next to her and they had been talking about something and quit
once I got in my seat.

  Mark smiled at me. “I saw someone dancing with you a few
minutes ago.”

  Oh God...They knew I was dancing with someone...What was my
wife thinking about me at that moment.

  I just smiled at Mark and took a sip of my drink. Tammy put her
hand on my leg, just above my knee and I smiled at her.

  “Jenny. It’s all right if you want to dance with a few of the
guys here. I don’t want you to feel left out on anything.”

   I returned the smile but it wasn’t more than a couple seconds
that Tammy had gave me permission to dance, that a man walked up
to our booth and asked me to dance with him. I looked over at
Tammy and hoped she would help me out but all she said was.

  “Go ahead. Have some fun.”

  I got out on the dance floor with this guy and tried to stay
near the table so I could see Tammy but it was so crowded that we
kept getting pushed further away. They played a slow song next
and I was going to quit but the guy asked me to dance with him
again so I stayed and put my arms around his shoulders.

   He was much taller than me so he blocked my view of the table
but I finally got a peek and saw Mark and Tammy sitting very
close together. He was talking to her and their faces were only
inches apart.

  I was close enough to see that Mark was seated in a way that I
couldn’t see either one of his hands. It appeared that he may
have had one arm around my wife and maybe holding her other hand
under the table.


    I was asked to dance to another slow song so I decided to
stay and kept my eye on Mark and my wife.

   I was too upset to be concerned about dancing with this guy.
He seemed nice but my mind was on my wife at the moment.

   I could only see whenever I turned to my left or right. I
couldn’t see over the man’s shoulders.  He was just too tall.

  I turned to the left and my hear sank as I saw Mark kissing
Tammy on the lips. They weren’t moving either.  They were locked
in a heated passionate kiss. His arm was around my wife and I
couldn’t see what he was doing with his other hand.

  The song ended and I thanked the man for dancing with me and
hurried back to the table to where Mark and my wife were sitting.
Tammy was wiping off his face with a napkin. I knew she was
removing her lipstick off his face but she quickly put the napkin
in her purse and smiled at me.

  “Did you enjoy dancing with that man? He seemed really nice, I
thought you wouldn’t be back for a while.”

  “My legs were getting tired out there.  I’m not used to these
heels yet.”

   Tammy turned back toward Mark and smiled at him. His arm was
around her waist and she had scooted herself very close to him. I
inched into the booth a couple more inches and noticed Mark was
resting his other hand on Tammy’s thigh.

   We all had been drinking and I guess neither of them were
concerned about me. Mark really didn’t have any concern because
as far as he knew, I was Tammy’s sister.

   I sat hoping that Mark would move his hand away from Tammy’s
thigh and he did so but only long enough to take a sip of his
drink and he put his hand right back where it was except he began
massaging Tammy’s thigh this time as he starred into her eyes.

  I moved even further into the center of the booth and didn’t
realize until that moment that Tammy’s hand was resting on Mark’s
thigh and her fingers were near his crotch. I sat listening to
Mark as he whispered to Tammy.

  “Remember what I told you. You have my number if something
comes up and you change your mind. I really wish you would
consider my offer. I really don’t think your sister would mind
driving home by herself.”

   “Oh . . . Mark . . . It’s getting very late and I have a lot
to do in the morning . . . I wouldn’t let Jenny drive home alone
. . .  Maybe I’ll take you up on your offer in the near future .
. . I’ll give you a call in a couple days.”

   What was I hearing them talking about . . . Was Mark asking my
wife to go back to his place tonight?

   Tammy turned toward me. “Jenny. I guess we better get home
before we get too drunk to drive back.”

   We all got up out of the booth and walked to the parking lot.
Mark walked us back to our car and held Tammy’s hand all the way
out. Tammy gave him a little peek on the lips and said good night
to Mark.

   He stood watching us until we got out of the parking lot. I
was so relieved that the night was over.

   We got home and I changed out of my dress while Tammy was in
the bathroom. She walked out and got right into bed without
saying a word. I walked into the bathroom. It felt weird going
pee, standing up after using the lady’s room at the club.

  I got into bed and Tammy was all ready asleep. I had a few
questions to ask her but I guess it would have to wait until
morning.

  The next morning, I could smell coffee brewing, Tammy had got
up early. I still felt a little hung over after drinking last
night. I walked out and poured a cup of coffee and looked around
for Tammy.

  She was out near the pool talking on the phone and I figured it
was her friend Jean again. I stood in the house sipping my cup of
coffee trying to listen to her conversation.

  Tammy’s back was toward me and she sat looking toward the pool.

  “I know . . . Me too . . . I don’t think Jenny was mad . . .
Yeah . . . I’ll have to let you know . . . Because . . . I had a
really nice time . . . Mark . . . Stop it . . . I’ll let you know
. . . OK . . . I’d better get moving before Jenny wakes up . . .
Yeah . . . Bye . . . ”

  Tammy hung up the phone and started walking into the house and
saw me standing in the doorway.

  “Good morning Jenny.”

  I was surprised that Tammy was still calling me Jenny.
  “Good morning. Whom were you talking to on the phone?”

  “That was Mark . . . He called to see if we made it home all
right and hoped we had a nice time.”

   I took a sip of my coffee thinking what to ask Tammy about
last night.  I didn’t know where to begin.

  “I saw you kissing Mark last night when I was on the dance
floor. Is something going on that I should know about?”

  “You saw everything. I was only being nice to Mark . . .
Besides.  I thought you were enjoying yourself last night dancing
with those guys. I didn’t think you had time to notice what Mark
and I were doing.”

  “I only danced with those guys because you insisted, you told
me to go out on that floor and dance with that guy.”

  “Jenny . . .  Come on now . . . You were waiting for my
approval to dance with a man and don’t say you weren’t! ....You
don’t have to be ashamed about it . . . I saw you dancing in that
man’s arms and you looked like you were having a good time.”

  Tammy had it all wrong, how could I convince her I was telling
the truth.

  “Tammy. I had a good time but I thought we went out because you
wanted to seal that deal with Mark?”

  Tammy kissed my cheek and held onto my shoulders.

  “Honey . . . It’s all right . . . I want you to feel
comfortable with it . . . I told you I loved you and I want you
to be happy . . . Now go take a shower and put on that nice
blouse and shorts I bought you and we’ll go out and have a late
breakfast.”

  I walked into the bedroom and slipped out of my nightie and got
into the shower. I didn’t understand Tammy, but I did know that
her friend Jean must have told her that I must be gay and wanted
to be with men.

  I got dressed and did my makeup and put on the wig and looked
in the bathroom mirror. I looked better as a woman than I ever
did as a man. Maybe that’s what Tammy saw in this guy, Mark.

  Maybe she wanted to be with someone more masculine than me. Why
was she helping me dress up so much and why did Tammy even bring
home the supply of hormones? She could have told Jean I wouldn’t
be interested.

  I opened the drawer and took out two of everything again and
swallowed them down with my coffee. I don’t know why, maybe
because I was still angry at Tammy or maybe because this is what
she really wanted for me to do.


   This would be the ninth day that I took a double dose of those
pills. Maybe I should tell her what I did. Would she get so upset
that she’d take them away from me? Maybe she would only encourage
me to continue taking them. What should I do?

  Was I really hurting Tammy by taking them? I closed the drawer
and walked out to find Tammy so we could leave.

  I heard Tammy talking on the phone again.

  “I don’t know Jean . . . Yes . . . He danced with two men . . .
I know you warned me . . . We’ll have to talk about it . . . I
don’t know . . . Yes, Mark was really nice . . . Yes . . . I want
to see him again . . . No . . . I’m waiting for Jenny . . . I
don’t know about the hormones . . . Yes . . . She knows . . .
She’s a little concerned about Mark . . . I know . . . It’ll take
time . . . Not now . . . Not that fast . . . Jean . . . Listen .
. . We’ll at the office on Monday . . . Bye.”

  I walked into the kitchen to pour another cup of coffee. I
couldn’t believe that my wife was referring to me as a “She.”

  My hands were shaking as I thought about things Tammy said. She
mentioned the hormones, and wanting to see Mark again . . . What
was I going to do? What if I just put an end to this right now
and told Tammy I wanted to stop dressing and didn’t want her to
see Mark again?

  Could I really do that? ....Could I stop dressing or was it in
my blood too much to stop . . . I couldn’t answer that right now
but I didn’t want her to see Mark again? How could I have my cake
and eat it too?

  Tammy and I went out for our late breakfast. It turned out to
be lunch by the time we got there but we didn’t mind. I wanted to
ask Tammy a few questions but waited until we were through
eating.

   “Tammy. I heard you on the phone before we left the house this
morning. Was it Mark?”

   “That was Jean who called me. She wanted to know how our date
with Mark went last night and I told her.”

   “Did you tell her anything about me?”

   “Honey. I told her everything that went on last night and how
you danced with a couple of guys. I also told her how you felt
about dancing with a man knowing that I saw you.”

   Tammy was still stuck on the fact that she thought I wanted to
be with men and I had to make her understand differently.

    “Tammy. What makes you think I want to be with a man rather
than you?”

    “Honey. Jean is an expert on these things and had done
research for me. She said that a few percentage of married men
like to cross-dress and a good number of those men are either gay
or bisexual. You’re going to have to figure that one out for
yourself.”

   “But . . . Tammy . . . I’m not interested in men . . . Can you
understand/”

   “Jenny . . . Listen to me . . . You had a nice time last night
and I want you to admit it . . . You may have been a little
jealous seeing Mark sitting next to me last night but deep down
in your heart, you were having the time of your life dressed the
way you were and having men think you were so pretty . . . Admit
it just once.”

  I didn’t know how to answer Tammy, I did get my thrills being
dressed last night and I was getting a few looks from the guys.

  “Look Tammy . . . Yes I got excited but I’m just not interested
in seeing men . . . I love to dress-up and pretend with you.”

  “Jenny . . . You can’t pretend anything if your gay . . . You
have to search in your mind and figure it out . . . What makes
you happy . . . ”

   I wasn’t getting anywhere with Tammy.  She wouldn’t listen to
any reason. It seemed as if Jean had my wife convinced that I was
Gay or at least bisexual.

  We left the restaurant and walked through town and I realized
we were holding hands and getting stares from many people. If
they only knew, I was a guy and not a woman. I really wanted to
tell a few of them to get lost, but Tammy told me to ignore them.

  Tammy pulled me in between two stores and kissed me. It was so
funny having our lipstick smeared on each other that we laughed.
I was so happy at that very moment I wanted it to last forever.

   I wanted to ask Tammy about Mark. I didn’t want to ruin the
moment but I had to ask her how she felt.

  “Tammy. I want you to tell me how you feel about Mark. Are you
interested in seeing him again?”

   Tammy put her arms around my waist as she starred into my
eyes. I knew she was going to say something serous, we had been
married too long and I knew her very well.

  “Jenny. Mark is a nice guy and he likes me . . . Don’t forget
the fact that he thinks I’m single too . . . He asked to see me
again and I told him I’d think about it . . . I wouldn’t have
given it a second thought two days ago but I saw you dancing with
those men at the club and you looked happy . . . Well, it made me
feel left out . . . ”

   I couldn’t understand what Tammy meant.  There was no reason
why she should feel left out. I loved her. I was also feeling
angry inside again. Maybe the hormones I was taking were making
me feel this way.

  “What are you saying to me? You want to see him again, don’t
you? You want to go out with Mark again, don’t you? That’s just
fine Tammy. You go out with him. I don’t care. Is it because he
is so huge? More muscular? What is it?”

  “Jenny . . . That’s enough . . . I don’t need a lecture out
here in public . . . Lets go home where we can talk.”

  We drove back home in silence, Tammy was angry at me because I
wanted to know the truth about how she felt about this guy Mark.
We got into the house and I began questioning her instantly.

  “Tammy . . . I need to know what your going to do . . . ”

  “Honey . . . Why bring this up now? ....I don’t think I need to
decide this minute what I’m going to do . . . Why are you being
so persistent with me? ...”

   “Because you told me it made you feel left out and I don’t
understand.”

   Tammy began to cry. She was sniffling and holding her hands
over her eyes.”

   I just stood waiting for a reply from her.

   “How do you think I feel having a husband who loves to dress
like a woman and runs around and dances with other men?”

   “Tammy. If I recall . . . You are the person that was so
anxious to have me dress like this and you encouraged me to dance
with that man at the club. Why should you be so upset with me?”

   “I just don’t know right now . . . Please . . . I don’t want
to argue about it. Why can’t we talk?”

   Tammy wasn’t interested in talking.  I went into the bedroom
and changed my clothes. I washed as much of the makeup off my
face as I could and lay on the bed and fell asleep reading a
book.

  I woke up that evening and it was all ready dark. I had slept
almost all afternoon. I looked to my side and saw Tammy laying
next to me. She opened her eyes and we kissed.
  She put her arm around me saying, “Honey. I love you very much
and don’t want to argue any more.”



  I kissed her again as I looked into her eyes. I was very happy
with Tammy with me but I know it wasn’t the end of our problems.

  The next morning was Sunday and Tammy woke up first and gave me
a hug and told me how sorry she was and didn’t mean to hurt me.
She also told me she wanted me to continue dressing, she wouldn’t
mind or through it in my face any more.

  It was strange because I dreamed last night that Tammy was
trying to tell me something. She was trying to tell me she had a
fantasy of her own and I lay in bed trying to figure out what it
might be.

  She had been so accommodating to my cross dressing and I was so
eager to comply that I completely over looked what she was trying
to tell me. Tammy was at least in a way that she wouldn’t hurt my
feelings.

  My hunch was that Tammy had a fantasy to make love with a black
man! If I’m wrong and bring it up, it could mean the end of our
marriage but what if I’m right?

   Tammy gave me everything she thought I wanted, a wife that
accepted my cross dressing, taking me out in public to pass, even
mingling with real men to see how I would react with them. She
could have brought the hormones home and found a way to show them
to me without hurting my feelings. Oh man! She allowed me to make
a decision.

  I wondered if she was counting the hormone pills?

  I had to find a way for Tammy to arrange a date with Mark. It
had to be a way that she wouldn’t feel as if she were committing
adultery.

  It was Sunday and Tammy had a house showing that afternoon and
I offered to go with her since the couple were just relocating
into town. We both felt comfortable about having me dress as
Tammy’s associate partner.

  We both choose white blouses and grey pants and matching
jackets. I slipped on a pair of black heels and we shared the
bathroom mirror applying our makeup together. Tammy laughed and
joked that we should have our picture taken in these suites for
new business cards.

  We could present ourselves as “sisters in real estate.”

  We drove out on the other side of town to meet the couple at
the house. I decided I would make the first move about Mark.
  “Tammy. I just wanted to mention that I had a nice time after
all, Friday night and wanted to say that Mark was a really nice
guy.”

  Tammy looked surprised that I had brought up Friday night
again.


   “Uh . . . Yeah . . . He is very nice. I thought you would like
him.”

   “Tammy....I’m really sorry I got so upset with you about the
date, I know you wanted me to be happy and I’m. I want you to be
happy as well. I love you very much!”

   She was driving but I was able to hold her right hand as she
smiled and gave it a gentle squeeze. We were getting close to the
house we were showing so I only had a couple minutes to present
my next offer.

   “Honey . . . I was thinking . . . I wouldn’t see what would be
so wrong with inviting Mark to the house for dinner one night?”

  I was watching Tammy’s reaction and she looked surprised but
her facial reaction was telling me that this is what she was
waiting to hear from me.

  “Well . . . Yeah . . . That might be a good idea . . . I’m just
a little taken by your offer of having Mark come to our house for
dinner.”

  “I think it’s a wonderful idea, and I’ll do all the cooking and
that will give you a chance to get better acquainted with him.”

  Tammy choked up when I mentioned the last sentence. Maybe I
shouldn’t have said it but it was out. Now I had to fix it.

  “Tammy. It’ll be really nice having Mark at the house.  It’s a
great way for us to show our appreciation for his business.”

  I laughed. “Think of  the huge bonus you are going to get at
the closing.”

  We arrived at the house and showed the house and with both of
us working as a team, we were able to sign the couple to an
agreement for an offer.

  We were driving toward the office so excited about calling in
the offer that we both had forgotten that I was dressed in drag.
We pulled into the driveway and because it was Sunday, there was
only one agent on duty.

  Tammy turned and looked toward me a little upset as she parked
the car.

  “That’s Jean’s new car.”
   Tammy could see the expression on my face that I wasn’t too
thrilled.

   “Its ok, lets go in and present this offer.”

   Tammy walked into the office ahead of me and Jean greeted her
by hugging Tammy.

  “Tammy, I didn’t expect to see you in here today, how is
everything going at home? ....You know . . . With Jerry? .... Is
he still mad at you?”


   “Um.....Why don’t you ask Jerry yourself.”

   Tammy turned back toward me and Jean was stunned and stood
there with her mouth open starring at me in the woman’s business
suite.

  “Oh my God . . . Jerry . . . Is that you? .......Oh my  . . .
Look at you . . . Oh . . . Tammy . . . Look how good he looks . .
. ”

  Jean walked around me starring at my clothes checking me out
from my head to my heels as she walked a circle around me.

  “Jerry . . . I meant Jenny . . . Is that what I should call
you? .....Your looking hot! ....I knew this would work out  . . .
 ”

   Jean winked at me and I tried to smile back at her. I had
mixed feelings about this woman. I walked over to Tammy’s office,
the one I shared with her before I started working from home.
Jean was right behind me watching the way I walked in my heels.		

  “You know Jenny....I don’t see why you don’t come into the
office and work like this, everyone here know’s about you and
we’re all here to support you.”

  That’s just what I wanted too here.  The other agents are aware
that I’m a cross dresser, a freak to them.

  I didn’t reply to Jean, Tammy was busy on the phone trying to
contact the sellers when Jean pulled on my arm and motioned for
me to follow her out of Tammy’s office.

  “Have you started taking the hormones yet?”

  I turned my head to look in her eyes, finally shaking my head
up and down.

  “Good . . . I’ll talk to Gary at the pharmacy and make sure you
have a supply coming . . . You’re going to see some changes occur
soon! .....Have you told Tammy yet?”

  I shook my head, “No.”
  Tammy walked out of her office to use the fax machine, while
another phone rang and Jean padded me on the shoulder before
hurrying over to answer it.

  I felt relieved that I wasn’t going to have to answer any more
of Jean’s questions. I assumed she was going to ask me about
going out to the club and dancing with other guys next.

  Tammy finished faxing the documents over and was ready to
leave. We both waved at Jean who was still on the phone when we
walked out the door.

  We arrived home and changed our clothes, Tammy hugged me once
we got naked and kissed me on the lips.

  “Maybe I should call Mark and see if he would be interested in
dinner?”

  “Sure. Why don’t we go swimming after you call him?”

   Tammy smiled at me as she retrieved her cell phone from her
purse. She started to dial his phone number while I got my new
bikini out of the drawer.

  She was waiting for an answer and I motioned to her that I was
going into the bathroom to put it on.

  I slipped on the bottom half of th suit and began to put the
top half on. I noticed my nipples felt sensitive and slightly
puffy. I thought about the effects of the hormones and it scared
me.

  I remembered what Jean had just told me, about how I was going
to see some changes and she was right about that.

  I could hear Tammy talking in the other room to Mark as I
slipped the shoulder straps around my shoulders. Jenny walked in
the bathroom and put her arm around my waist. She was still
holding the cell phone to her ear.

  “Jenny. How is next Saturday? Would that be all right?”

  I leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

  “Honey. It’s your date, whatever you two agree on would be fine
with me.”

  Tammy smiled at me and started to walk out of the bathroom.

  “OK Mark . . . Saturday will be fine . . . Yes . . . I can’t
wait either . . . Me to  . . . Give me a call this week . . . Yes
. . . Just call me . . . OK . . . Bye . . . ”

  I hoped I was doing the right thing.  Mark was coming over to
our house for a date with my wife. I can’t believe it’s gone this
far . . .  What I’m I doing? ...Was this sick or insane?
.....What was going to happen between Mark and my wife?
.....Would he eat dinner and leave? ....Maybe stick around for a
little chat and a kiss or two?

  What if Mark wanted to take Tammy somewhere else? ....Maybe
back to his place? .....I’d have to put a stop on it! ....Yes . .
. I’d have to make the atmosphere so appealing that they would
remain here so I could keep an eye on them.

  I would have a whole week to prepare . . . Candles . . . Wine .
. . Good food . . . Yes . . . I could do it . . . Let her have
her fun . . . Just don’t let things get out of hand . . .

   Tammy joined me in the pool.  She looked absolutely gorgeous
with her flowing red hair and green eyes. The black bikini was
such a lovely contrast to her pale white skin.

   Tammy’s bikini made me think about Mark for a moment, his dark
skin against my wife’s. What was the attraction for her? My first
thought was that he was so much larger than I, his masculine
broad shoulders, his huge arms, what about down there?

   I always wondered myself about the old myth.  Black men are
hung! ....Would Mark be hung like a horse? .....Could this be the
attraction for Tammy? ....Why I’m I thinking about this?
.....It’s not going to happen, or is it? .....It’s only a dinner
date . . . Right? ....

  We played in the pool, splashing and chasing each other. Tammy
seemed so happy and content, this afternoon and so was I. I
wanted it to last forever.

                                                  Chapter 3

    Tammy got a phone call about the offer she had presented and
they accepted it without a counter offer and got so excited she
was jumping in the living room as she held onto me. She had to
leave early to get things going on the deal and kissed me on her
way out the door.

   About an hour after she left, I got a phone call and of all
the people in the world who would call, it was Jean.

   “Hi Jenny. I just called to tell you that Tammy is getting
that deal finalized and she is so excited. Congratulations, your
little wife is a hard worker!”

   I knew Jean called for another reason.  It wasn’t like her to
be so friendly about a simple real estate deal.

    “Jenny. Did you take your hormones’ yet today?”

   “Uh . . . Yeah . . . Just a single dose right now . . . ”

    “Oh . . . That’s so good because I talked to my friend down
at the pharmacy and he is going to arrange to give me three more
months supply. I’ll get them over to you as soon as I get the
time.”
    Why was Jean being so pleasant and accommodating toward me
all of a sudden?

  “Oh . . . I spoke to a good friend of mine that does
electrolysis and only lives about a block from your house. He
said if you were interested, he could give you a good deal on
treatments.”

  I took the phone number and name of the guy that Jean gave me
and thanked her, but she wasn’t finished yet.

  “Jenny . . . I think it’s so wonderful of you to allow Tammy to
see other men . . . I’m so glad that you are able to be open
about your situation with her . . . Mark is a wonderful man and
will treat her like she is a little princess . . . Oh . . . I’m
so glad that you’re not prejudiced about Tammy seeing a black
man, he is such a hunk! .....Don’t you think so as well?”


  “Ah . . . Yeah . . . He is . . . ”

  “I have to go, remember to call about the electrolysis. I’ll
talk to you soon.”

   I hung up the phone. What Jean had just said about my
situation and allowing Tammy to see other men . . . What did this
all mean? ......Maybe it was more than just a fantasy for Tammy .
. . I must have this all wrong again . . . My God . . . What I’m
I going to do?


  My wife is interested in seeing other men . . . Because of me?
.....What should I do? .....If I stopped now, Tammy wouldn’t
believe I was finished as a cross dresser. She’d problebly find a
way to divorce me . . . A reason! ......I had to continue . . .

  Jean . . . It had to be Jean . . . Tammy was being coached by
Jean . . . Maybe hours of brainwashing . . . That’s it . . . Not
my fault . . . I’m a cross dresser . . . I’m not gay . . . Why
did I agree with Jean about Mark? ....Yeah . . . He was built!
.....Handsome . . . If I were a woman, he would excite me! .....

   God . . . What was I thinking just now?

   I hurried and completed my daily routine of housework. I
thought about the phone number that Jean gave me. It would be
nice not having to shave my face. I couldn’t grow a beard if I
tried! The best I could ever do was a little fuze on my face.

   I dialed the number and a man answered and I introduced
myself.

  “Oh . . . Yes . . . Jenny . . . I was expecting your call . . .
How wonderful . . . It’s so exciting to help somebody new in the
process of change! ......Jenny . . . Darling . . . Why don’t you
come in tomorrow morning . . . Say . . . Maybe ten. ish?
..........Well get you started and I’ll be able to explain my
procedure and give you an estimate on how many hours we will
need.”

   “Ah . . . OK . . . Ten would be fine and I’ll see you tomorrow
. . . ”

   It couldn’t hurt . . . If I wanted to continue cross dressing,
removing unwanted facial hair would be a dream. I wouldn’t have
to shave anymore! ....Tammy wouldn’t mind . . . She knew I
couldn’t grow much any how . . .

  Tammy was exhausted when she got home that night, she had shown
houses all day and had a closing late in the afternoon.

  I didn’t mention anything about my appointment in the morning.
We ate dinner and relaxed out next to the pool and watched the
sun set.

  “Tammy....What are you going to wear on Friday for Mark?”

   Tammy sat thinking for a moment.

   “I saw this purple dress today when I walked by a shop
downtown but didn’t have time to go in. I might stop by in the
morning and try it on. What are you going to wear?”

   “Oh . . . It’s not that important for me to get dressed up . .
. I guess something simple . . . Maybe that black dress I bought
last week.”

   That night, we fell asleep hugging each other with our legs
tangled together. Tammy commented about how smooth I felt without
hair on my legs and how she felt so close to me now. I was happy
to and felt like crying.

  As soon as Tammy left the house the next morning, I got ready
and drove to my appointment and met this guy named Thom. He
explained the process and I spent two hours for my first
treatment. Thom explained to me that I was lucky and wouldn’t
have to have more than two hundred hours.

  Thom worked on my chin area this morning and it was all red but
Thom gave me a cream that would help and I made another
appointment for Thursday.

  Tammy got home late that evening  carrying packages and I could
see the name on the bag and knew she had bought new clothing and
possibly the purple dress she told me about.

  Later that evening, Tammy surprised me and walked out of the
bedroom wearing her new dress and spun around in a circle.

  “What do you think? ...Do you think Mark will like it?”.

   It was the purple dress was just radiant on Tammy. The
contrast of her long red hair and the bright purple material was
dynamite.

   When Tammy had spun around, her upper thighs were revealed.
The hem line of the dress was at various lengths and allowed just
a tiny peek at Tammy’s thighs when she stood still. Tammy’s
shoulders were bare except the tiny spaghetti straps and a daring
plunging cleavage.

  Tammy’s breast’s were so huge, they looked like they were ready
to spill out from under the material. God . . . I wish mine were
this big! .....

  There I go again . . . Thinking about how I would look with
large breasts . . . How I would fill out wearing a similar dress
. . .

  “Tammy . . . You’re so beautiful wearing that dress . . . I
think I’m going to have to keep an eye on you on Friday . . .
Mark is going to love it . . . ”

  “Oh . . . Maybe it’s too revealing . . . Should I wear
something else . . . ”

  “Oh . . . No . . . I was only kidding . . . I think it’s
beautiful . . . I want you to wear it if you feel comfortable . .
. ”

  “I bought something for you to wear Friday too . . . I’ll show
you . . . ”

  Tammy ran into the bedroom and returned holding similar purple
dress which matched the color of Tammy’s. The only difference was
the shoulder area. Instead of having spaghetti straps, there was
a lace material around the front. Tammy pointed out that I could
wear my breast forms and it wouldn’t be noticeable that they were
fake.

  “I got you purple heels that match it too....”

  I tried the dress on and we fooled around for an hour or more
deciding on our makeup. It was fun because it was just as if we
were girlfriends sharing our thoughts and idea’s about the way we
looked.

  It was a fabulous evening for both of us, we were having so
much fun that evening that I neglected to mention the
electrolysis treatments are started that morning.

  I went in for my electrolysis treatment the next morning, I
spent three hours with Thom that day because he had a cancelled
appointment so I was able to stay an extra hour.

  Thom’s phone rang and I was surprised to see him handing me the
phone. It was Jean, she wanted to meet me for lunch so she could
give me the pills she had mentioned on Monday. I guess she had
phoned Thom to see if I had started the treatments and knew I was
there.

  It seemed that nothing was kept secret with these people. They
knew every move I made these days.
	

  We met for lunch a few blocks from the office and Jean gave me
the pills and we quickly ate. She had to get back for an
appointment that afternoon.

  Jean fumbled around in her purse and brought out a few small
packets and looked around the restaurant and discreetly held out
her hand for me to take them.

  I glanced around making sure nobody saw us and looked to see
what Jean had gave me but she quickly said, “No . . . Put them in
your purse . . . quick . . . ”

  I immediately assumed she was giving me something illegal until
she whispered to me holding her hand against her face so nobody
could read her lips.

  “Those are condoms . . . ”

  I thought . . . Why do I need these? ..... I just shrugged my
shoulders and starred at Jean . . .

  Jean leaned over the table and whispered . . . ”I want you to
place these on your bedroom dresser on Friday . . . You have to
trust me . . . If Mark and Tammy decide to be intimate than
she’ll be prepared . . . She’ll know that she has your approval
if for any reason the night tends to lean in that direction . . .
If you know what I mean?”

  I didn’t know who to react or  to say to Jean, she was
basically telling me that Tammy and Mark may want to screw on
Friday and I should have everything prepared for Tammy.

  Jean and I left the restaurant soon after leaving me drive home
with that awful thought in my head. How could Jean plan all this
out without some kind of remorse? ....Was it in fact true?
....Would Tammy be thankful that I thought about being prepared
for that dreaded scenario? ...

  What kind of husband would she think I was? .....Well . . . I
guess I was wrong to think about it in that aspect wasn’t I?
......What did I really want to happen? .....Maybe I was excited
for Tammy as well as myself about Friday’s date . . . I felt
confused . . .

  I was Tammy’s husband and felt like her girlfriend as well . .
. We talked like girlfriends and we were trying to act like
girlfriends . . . Oh God . . . This was driving me insane . . .

  Thursday morning rolled around, I drove to get my electrolysis
treatment early that morning, Tammy had gone to another closing
so I had plenty of time. Thom gave me another two hours of
treatment and offered me a cup of coffee.

  “You know, Jenny . . . I don’t know if you have given any
thought about doing the total transition but I know a great
doctor whom I can refer you to in the future.”

  Wow . . . That was a new one! .....Transition? .......Never
gave it a thought! ......God  . . .  I’m a cross dresser  . . .
No . . . Not interested . . . No way . . .

   I sat listening to Thom talk about these success stories, he
called them . . .

   “Listen . . . Jean told me your wife is dating? ........You
can’t just sit at home and twiddle your thumbs . . . I know this
guy that might be interested in you if you become available . . .
”

  “I.....Don’t know . . . Right now . . . I have to think about
it . . . ”

  Oh God . . . What did I have to think about? .......Another
man? ....This is insane . . . I just can’t think about that now .
. . Now? .....When? ....

  “Thom . . . Thank you for the advice, I better get going and
I’ll see you on Monday?”

  “Oh . . . Yes . . . Darling . . . Have a really nice weekend .
. . Oh . . . Try not to stay around the house too much . . . You
need to get out and meet people.”

  I stopped by the grocery store and bought everything I needed
for Friday . . . God, it was tomorrow . . . I even picked up
scented candles to place around the house and on the dinner
table.

  I don’t know what I was thinking, but I completely cleaned out
our master bedroom of any sign of a man living there. When I had
finished, the closet had been cleared of ever suit and shoes or
shirts that I could find.

   Everything got packed away and put in a spare room. I seldom
wore anything manly anymore. It really wasn’t that much of an
inconvenience. I was tired when I finished and feel asleep on the
sofa. I didn’t even hear Tammy when she came home that evening.

   Tammy woke me by giving me a kiss, she had already showered
and only had a towel wrapped around herself. She had dried her
hair and said she had cooked something for us to eat.

  She leaned down to kiss me again letting the towel fall free
and I put my hands on her lovely large breasts and massaged them
with my fingers. She was so beautiful and I continued to move my
fingers across the soft skin touching her nipples with my thumbs.


  I had been gifted to be married to such a gorgeous woman and
leaned up to give her another kiss.

  Tammy laid her head down on my chest as I stroked her hair. How
could I allow somebody that I loved so dearly and was so
beautiful to see another man? I know Tammy loved me very much and
I decided to ask her a question that had been on my mind since I
allowed her to arrange the date with Mark.

  “Tammy. I want you to know that I want you to be completely
honest with me from now on. I love you very much and never want
to lose you to anyone else.”

  Tammy raised her head and kissed me on the lips.
   “Honey. You’re never going to lose me to anyone. I’ll always
be here for you and share everything with you. I love you very
much too.”	

   I felt reassurance . . .  I knew Tammy loved me . . . Could
her words only mean that I wouldn’t lose her as a girlfriend or
my wife? .....I wanted to ask her that question . . . I was
afraid . . . She might tell me something I didn’t want to hear .
. .

  “Let’s go and eat something.”

   That was a long evening, I sat reading a book but my mind kept
drifting off thinking about the next day. I was worried and
excited, maybe leaning toward excitement. Happy for my wife but
sad as well.

   If Friday was only a day that would satisfy Tammy’s fantasy
than I was excited and aroused. If Friday meant that this was the
beginning of a permanent relationship with Mark than I was sad.

   Was it too late to stop? ......Did I want it to happen?
.....Stop dressing? ......Could I? ....Had it gone too far?
.....One fling is all it would be  . . . Should I allow Tammy to
experience another man . . . Someone much more masculine . . .
Another race . . . So muscular! .....

  How would I feel if I were Tammy? ......Would I like it?
.....Want more? .....Fall in love? .....Oh God . . . What if she
fell in love with this man . . . My heart is racing now . . .

                                                   Chapter 4

    My eyes opened slightly and I could see the sun shining in
the window. I looked over toward Tammy’s side of the bed and she
was already up. There was a note on the pillow.

   “Had to leave early to drive to another office and show a
house, will be home early. Love Tammy.”

  It was Friday . . . The big day . . . Mark would be here later
tonight . . . My heart began racing already. I jumped out of bed,
I had plenty to do and get ready for this evening.

  I rushed around all morning getting the house clean and
prepared for that evening. The doorbell rang around noon and I
opened the door and a delivery man was standing outside with a
big bouquet of flowers.

   I took them from the man and brought them into the house. They
were absolutely beautiful!
There was a card-attached address to Tammy and a small envelope
but I didn’t dare open it. I decided to put them on the dinning
room table on the far end of where they would sit.

   I prepared some of the food and got it ready to cook, took my
shower and started to straighten up our room and bath. I looked
at the clock in the bedroom. It was after four and Tammy would be
home soon.

     I heard the car pull into the garage.  It was Tammy. She was
running late and rushed past me giving me a little peek on the
cheek as she ran into the bedroom unbuttoning her blouse on the
way.

    I heard the shower water running before I even walked out of
the bedroom. I began doing things in the kitchen and looked at my
watch. It was after five now and I better get dressed. I had laid
out my new dress on the spare bed, not wanting to get in the way
of Tammy.	

  I knew she would be rushing to get ready so I changed in that
room and applied my makeup and went back into the kitchen to get
everything prepared.

  I made sure the wine was chilling and ran out into the front
room and lit the candles in that room and out near the pool as
well. I ran back into the house and checked on the food.

  Everything looked perfect! ...The table was set . . . Food was
cooking . . . Candles were flickering . . . My wife was busy
getting ready for her date.

  It was six and Mark would be arriving any moment . . . The door
bell rang and my heart almost stopped beating. I got a big lump
in my throat as I turned to look in a mirror in the dinning room
and fluffed my hair.

  Tammy was still getting ready so I had the honors of greeting
Mark at the door. I had to walk in heels all over again as I got
closer to the door.

  This was it.....I’d soon be letting a man into the house who
was here to see my wife...... I put my had on the door knob.....I
could feel my heart beating...I turned the handle and gave the
door a quick tug.....

  Mark was standing their smiling at me.  He was dressed in a
suit  . . . Yes . . . I thought he was handsome . . .

  Mark stepped inside and gave me a kiss on my cheek, he was
holding a red rose and gave it to me . . . I was stunned and
tried to smile . . . He smiled at me and I stood next to him
stretching up to kiss him on the cheek and thanked him for the
rose.

  I escorted Mark into the living room and had him sit down to
wait for Tammy while I put the rose in water.

  I was startled when I walked out of the kitchen and ran into
him in the dinning room. Mark was looking at the flowers he had
delivered today and asked if Tammy had seen them.

  “Tammy got home late this afternoon and ran into the shower to
get ready and hasn’t been out here yet.”

  I watched Mark lean over the table to smell the flowers . . .
He was huge . . . His broad shoulders were so large . . . When he
straightened himself up again, there was a shadow from his huge
body covering the light.

  Tammy walked out of the hallway....She was stunning.....Her
dress looked so wonderful as she walked toward us. Mark was
smiling and couldn’t take his eyes off her.

  She walked straight toward Mark and didn’t stop until she
placed her hands on his shoulders and arched up and kissed him on
the lips.

  Mark was so huge standing next to Tammy. Her breasts were
spilling out of her dress and I could see him looking down at
them.

  Mark pointed at the flowers sitting on the table and Tammy
walked over to smell them. Tammy saw the little envelope and took
it off the flowers and read it. She walked back to Mark and gave
him another kiss and finally noticed me standing their watching.

  I smiled at nervously smiled at Tammy, “Why don’t you take Mark
into the living room and I’ll pour you both a glass of wine?”

  Tammy walked out into the living room with Mark while I poured
the glasses of wine and checked on the food. I hurried out to the
living room and gave them their wine.

  “I have to get back to the kitchen and get dinner ready.”

  Neither of them blinked when I left.  They were chatting away
when I walked back to the kitchen. I had my work cut out for me
in there, walking back from the oven to the refrigerator and back
to the stove.

  I looked at the clock when I started bringing the food into the
dinning room. It was almost seven, Mark had been here for almost
an hour now. It took me another twenty mintes to get the table
ready than I walked out to the living room and got them.

   “Dinner is ready.”

   They were sitting next to each other on the sofa and smiled at
me when I told them dinner was done. Mark gave me the empty wine
glasses as they followed me into the dinning room. It was very
romantic with the candle lit flickering.

  I could smell Tammy’s perfume as she sat at the table. I
brought out the main coarse and they helped themselves while I
poured them more wine.

  I let them eat while I went and checked the living room candles
and made sure everything was fine. I walked back into the kitchen
while they finished eating. They sat and talked for another half
hour after eating before they got up and walked back into the
living room.

    I poured them more wine and went out and served them, Mark
and Tammy were still talking and hardly noticed me enter the
room.

    I finished cleaning the table off and loading the dish washer
and put the remaining food away. I went back out into the living
room and couldn’t see them anywhere. My heart sank for a moment,
than I saw them sitting at the little table near the pool and
hurried into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle of wine and took
it out to them.

   I refilled their glasses while they talked. Mark smiled at me
this time and so did Tammy. I made my way back into the house and
thought about the condoms Jean gave me.

  I went into the bedroom and turned down the covers on the bed
and lit the candles on either side. I walked to the dresser and
pulled out my purse and took out the little packages of condoms

  Where was I going to put these? .....I had a brilliant idea . .
.

  I walked into the closet and brought out a small folding wood
table and put it next to the bed. I ran out into the kitchen and
filled the ice bucket and got another bottle of wine and two
glasses and ran back into the bedroom.

  I put the wine bucket on the table and squeezed the bottle into
the ice and placed the glasses next to the bucket with a little
towel.

  I put a wash cloth on the end table next to the candle by the
bed with three of the little packets of condoms lined across the
wash cloth. Was that a hint?

  It was nine-thirty and I walked back into the kitchen and
poured myself a glass of wine. I felt exhausted from cooking and
cleaning and serving dinner.

  It was almost ten so I took a bottle of wine and walked out to
the pool and found them kissing as I walked close. They had moved
to a love seat under the patio and didn’t notice me when I walked
out.

  Mark had his hand on Tammy’s thigh as they kissed. I could even
see his tongue entering her mouth and it gave me chills watching
another man kissing my wife. I poured the wine into their glasses
and they stopped kissing once they heard the noise.

  I smiled at Tammy as she turned to Mark saying, “I have to use
the bathroom, I’ll be right back.”

  Tammy got up and walked into the house as I smiled at Mark. He
had loosened his tie and taken his suit jacket off at some point.



  I don’t know what made me say it but I did. Mark was sipping
his wine as I got up enough nerve.

  “Mark . . . Um . . . I took the liberty of putting a bottle of
wine in an ice bucket in Tammy’s bedroom . . . You’ll find
everything you need in there . . . ”

  “Oh . . . Fine . . . Thank you . . . You’re a very sweat lady .
. . Thank you very much . . . ”

  My God . . . What did I just say to Mark? ......How stud of me
. . .

  “Oh . . . Uh . . . Jenny? ...........Thank you very much. And .
. . Oh . . .  Maybe I’ll see you in the morning?”

  I smiled at Mark as I walked away and passed Tammy as she
returned to sit with Mark.

  “Jenny? ......”

  I turned to see what Tammy wanted.

  Tammy walked up to me and gave me a kiss, “Thank you for
cooking dinner and doing everything else tonight . . . ”

  I hugged Tammy smelling her perfume and smiled at her one last
time . . .

  “Good night, Jenny”

  “Good night . . . ”

  I guess this was my cue.....She wanted me to
disappear....Wanted to be alone with Mark....My heart was
beating....I could feel it as I walked away.....Leaving her with
him.....

  I walked out into the kitchen and poured a glass of wine and
took the bottle with me and went into the spare bedroom. I lay on
the bed thinking.....Wondering what they were doing.

  The master suite was next to this room.  Our beds were backed
up to one another against the wall. I looked at the clock. It was
eleven-thirty. I was going crazy alone in that room . . . I had
to know . . .

  I went out into the living room and looked out near the pool .
. . They were gone . . . Where were they . . . I panicked . . .
Where were they?

  I could hear the ice swishing around the bucket in the bedroom
. . . They were in there . . . The door was cracked open but I
didn’t dare take a peek . . . They would see me.

  I went back into my room, poured another glass of wine and
waited . . .

   I just didn’t know exactly what it was I was waiting for other
than morning. I remembered the candles . . . The candles! ......I
put down my glass and hurried into the dinning room and the
candles were already out.

  Mark walked out from the dark kitchen and startled me . . . ”Oh
. . . You scared me! ....”

  “I’m sorry Jenny . . . I didn’t mean to frighten you . . . ”

  He was standing in front of me naked except for a white thong
which was bulging out from his dick. He was holding a handful of
strawberry’s in his hand.

  God . . . This man was huge . . . His muscles were everywhere.
His arms were so big that he resembled one of those weight
lifters I’d seen on television.

  Mark walked up to me and put his free hand around me and kissed
me on the lips. I wasn’t expecting it and he knew I was stunned.

  “Jenny . . . I had to kiss you, you did such a wonderful job
with dinner tonight that I wanted to thank you again.”

  His breath smelled from wine and he was drunk but trying to act
like a gentleman toward me. I almost had a heart attack when he
hugged me and I felt his hard dick rub against my thigh.

  “Good night Jenny . . . ”

  I smiled as he walked out of sight back into the bedroom where
Tammy was waiting for him. I still had a picture of his masculine
body in my mind. He was well hung from what I could see and the
size of his hands was unreal.

  I wondered what he was going to do with the strawberry’s?

  I walked back toward my room and saw the door open to the
master suite. I carefully walked by the open door not wanting to
be seen. I tried to peek as I walked past and saw the light of
the candles flickering.

  I carefully walked backward and looked inside . . . I saw
Tammy’s purple dress laying on the floor along with Mark’s
clothes . . . I wanted to lean over but didn’t want to get
caught.

  I continued walking toward my room and shut the door and took
off my dress and shoes and slipped into my nightie. I climbed
into bed and drank my wine for the next hour.

  It was very quit until a few seconds ago . . . I could hear the
bed in the next room  . . . It was a continuous sound . . . Very
steady . . . It had a beat . . . My heart was beating faster . .
. I knew what it was . . . I had to look . . . Had to see it with
my own eyes.

   I walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway and stalled
at the door of their room . . . I could hear them . . . Hear
Tammy moaning . . . Skin slapping together . . . It was getting
louder . . . Finally I looked . . .

  I could see Mark . . . His legs and ass . . . Moving . . .
There were Tammy’s legs . . . Her feet were resting on his ass .
. . Her arms holding his waist as he plunged repeatedly into her
tiny body.

  Oh God . . . Her breath was being taken away with each thrust .
. . Begging him . . . She belonged to him! ....To Mark . . . What
could I do . . . He was so huge . . . Massively . . . Strongly .
. . A Hunk . . .

  I kept listening . . . He grunted . . . It got louder . . .
Much louder . . . She screamed to him . . . They were cuming . .
.  I could almost see it . . . Filling the condom with the seed
of life . . . So close to Tammy’s womb . . .

  His body lay still . . . They were finished . . . I could hear
them kissing . . . Endlessly . . . Glancing in the room . . . 
There were Tammy’s arms . . . Wrapped around his neck . . . He
was still inside her . . . Only the thin material of the condom
between his life-giving sperm and Tammy’s fertile womb . . .

  I felt sick to my stomach . . . I had to leave . . . I walked
back to my room and went into the bathroom and leaned over the
toilet. I just felt sick, but nothing happened......

  I could hear someone coming, this bathroom was connected to
their room....Oh God.....The door opened.....Tammy!....

  “Jenny. Are you all right?”

  Tammy was naked and walking toward me. She had seen me leaning
over the toilet.

  “Jenny. What’s wrong? Are you OK?”

  I turned to face Tammy . . . Her breasts . . .  Little red
marks everywhere . . . What had Mark done to my wife? ......She
looked used . . . Wore out . . . We hugged . . . Suddenly . . .
The sound of air and liquid coming from between her legs . . .
Like a fart . . .

  I stood back and looked down . . . God . . . There it was . . .
A huge glob of sperm running down her inner thigh making a wet
trail to her knee . . . Until it broke free and hit the floor.

  Tammy took some tissue from the sink and wiped off her legs . .
. Looked at me embarrassed . . .


She hugged me again, taking me by the arm and walked me into my
room. She began to tuck me in bed...

  There he was . . . Mark . . . Standing in the doorway naked . .
. He was huge . . . His dick was limp and I could only imagine
its size when he was stiff.

   He stood in the doorway as Tammy tucked me in, kissed me and
said good night. Mark was still in the doorway, kissed Tammy and
disappeared into the bathroom.

  He was pissing now.  I could hear the huge stream hitting the
water. Compared to me, it was loud. God . . . Mark didn’t  use
the condom’s?

  His sperm . . . His life-giving seed . . . Inside Tammy . . .
My heart raced . . . African seed . . . There was Tammy standing
in the bathroom now . . . Tammy was seated on the toilet . . . 
He was leaning over and kissing her, playing with her tits . . .
Tammy wiped her bottom and they both walked away . . . The light
went out.

  It was done . . . Friday was over . . . Mark took her . . . Had
sex with my wife . . . I allowed it to happen . . . I did nothing
but pretend to be a woman . . .

  Mark’s seed was swimming inside Tammy, looking for her eggs.
Maybe it happened, maybe they joined and made life . . . I put
the condom’s right on the night stand . . . Why?

  There was that sound again.  It was different this time. It had
a beat, a tempo but much more harmony. Should I dare to get up
and look?

  Something inside me said I should. It was a big event . . .
Something was happening that would change our lives forever. I
had to be there . . . To see for myself . . . It was like the
“Changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace.”

  I got out of bed only this time I slipped into a robe. I walked
into the hallway and peeked inside.
Tammy was riding him . . . I could see Mark entering her pussy .
. . It was stretched . . . His cock was glistening with wetness .
. . I could hear it . . . Wet sounds . . . He was holding her
hips . . . Guiding her tiny body.

  Tammy’s hair was swaying, with each downward motion . . . Her
tits swayed in perfect harmony with her hair. Oh God . . . Mark
was rotating his hips . . . He held her steady with his firm
hands.

  Mark’s hands moved . . . Tammy was leaning down . . . Kissing
Mark . . . Tits pressed down flat on his chest . . . Black arms
wrapped around her pale white body.

  Mentally exhausted, I was tired and walked back to my room . .
.  I fell asleep hearing that sound . . . I dreamed of hearing
that sound while I slept . . . Maybe it wasn’t a dream.



















    
