Ok, with that in mind, I changed all the locks so that she couldn't come around when I wasn't in and strip the place. Then I closed our joint account ...t the bank and set up a new one in my name; now the bitch can whistle for money.Now, with a fresh drink in my hand, I again entered her dressing room and stared at the line of boxes. I said to myself that it couldn't get any worse but I was wrong. In box number three was half a dozen video tapes, no names or numbers just blank covers. With. "Thanks, Honey. I was wondering if you were back from your bar klatch yet. Have fun?" Oh, yeah," I replied. "Just like old times." So, does that mean you were plotting on how to rub our butts? LOL. Can I come see you tomorrow? I need to look at your bathroom to decide what shower curtain we need to buy."I sent a couple of laughing emoticons, and then, "You bet. I need time with my Mom, even if it's looking at shower curtains."I laid in bed thinking about it. I can't say I wasn't upset. My. Paige was also much,much happier in herself- the conflict that she'd felt all throughout herlife no longer existed now that she was chemically female, the way she'dalways felt she should be. Her parents had accepted her for who shewanted to be, as had her sisters, her employers and, most importantly,her lover. Paige just wished that Jessica could resolve her own conflictand accept herself for who she was..."Ladies and gentlemen," the pilot announced in his refined Englishaccent, "we are. She felt her husband’s hand on her breast, rubbing and pinching the nipple. I moved down to lick and suckle the other nipple. Her husband joined him by sucking the one he had been squeezing and rolling.She reached down to hold their heads in place and run her hands through their hair. Their hands were on her thighs and belly, brushing her clit now and then.Rohit began to paint a path to her shaven mound with his tongue as her lover continued to suck her breasts, now alternating between them..