Emily was also athletic. She was on the volleyball team, and ran track.Jack beamed with pride as he thought of how well his daughter had turned out.He...was really proud of the young woman she had become. Not to mention how beautiful she was. Luckily she had her mother's looks. She was a gorgeous redhead just like Wendy. She was just the right height, Jack thought maybe 5'6".All of Emily's after school sports had given her a nice muscular tone to her. She had a nice firm looking backside, as far. She added a spray of perfume and quickly went to the bedroom and pulled on a long black nightdress. The nightdress clung to her breasts and hips, revealing every sensual curve of her shapely ass. She quickly brushed her hair dry and applied her make-up. When she was done, she looked fabulous. Her lips were deep red and shimmering with immaculately applied lipstick. Her eyes were made up to bring out the Spanish beauty in them, while her hair, freshly brushed into fullness, fell down over her. Retrieving the positive – and more ancient – meaning is not an easy task. Keep in focus that this is the same society with very dismissive ideas about God, who incidently, is androgynous…both male and female.Gender is also a contentious issue of our time, and it is difficult to describe androgyny without resorting to gender language. In the androgynous state, the biology tends to be clearly demarcated. Contrary to transsexuals, androgynes do not wish to have a sex change; in fact they tend to. But my wife called for me and,taking a steadying breath, I minced back in, hating that I had to actso girly. I curtsied before them and asked in a whispery voice ifthey'd like some wine. They would, of course, but first Jamal wantedme to adjust the hassock. I knew it was where it should be but didn'tpoint that out. He had me squatting down, struggling to move it aroundwhile I was in that impractical posture, eventually telling me that Ihad finally gotten it right. All I had done was to.