”“Happy Passover to you, too, Jakob,” she said as they went their separate ways.That weekend, Judith went to her favorite spot to work on her pa...ntings, but she was troubled.Usually, her paintings were light, full of bright vibrant colors. Recently, however, all her paintings were dark: shades of black and grey, with occasional splashes of red.The subjects were indistinct, vaguely, but not quite human. She couldn’t seem to paint what she wanted; it was like she was under someone else’s. He asked me if threesomes also meant 2 guys on 1 girl and if I liked watching 2 guys touching eachother and I said yes. He admitted that he was more and more into watcking guys blow their load and I told him I felt exactly the same. One thing led to another and the first thing I know, I am on my knees, unzipping his pants and putting his EXTREMELY LARGE penis in my mouth. I took my clothes off and we did a 69. He was sticking his tongue up my shithole the farthest that it would go and really. No hair cut for astart. Maybe some color in it. Some more flamboyant clothes outside thekitchen, and hormones.Now as a chef, I can put long hair in a net and wear any clothes I like,provided that I dress as a chef in the kitchen - and that is the sameoutfit for both men and women. But hormones?God know where he got them from, but he presented them to me. Dailytablets and patches to go under my arm and be replaced weekly.Diary Entry 14Two weeks ago I went to the beauty shop and paid for the. " SHUT UP, WHORE!" Billy screamed as he smacked her clear across the face. She spit up blood (mixed with a little left-over cum) on herself. Pete smiled and shook his head, "Lordy, you've made a mess of yourself, whore...now let me get those clothes off ya." He smacked his lips as he went down in front of her. He spread her legs and reached up for the panties. With one quick motion, he tore them off. "And the flowers are still standing!" He proclaimed. Billy and him shared a quick laugh. Then.