The previous 20 minutes' build up by hand paid dividends, as, within seconds, he unleashed a torrent of delicious, hot cum deep inside me, right there...in a public spa. Fabulous! But still he hadn't finished. Later, we shared a dual massage treatment, laid side by side as we enjoyed a full body massage. Afterwards, we were guided into the relaxation room, along with a dozen or so other clients, laid out on loungers, relaxing after their treatments. Huge fleece blankets were scattered around,. Ride home.About 1 minute into the ride home I could feel a big fart coming, I figured he wore a condom so it’s just trapped air, no problem so I let a little fart, it felt so good but there was a problem, I was now sitting in something warm and wet now, so I'm like what the fuck is that, how much lube did he use (how stupid am I), I drive the remaining 4 minutes with my butt cheeks squeezed together because I could feel another big fart coming and I was already sitting in a puddle of anal. My counsellor had said that listening to Ricky's stories mighthelp me fear Robert less, but if anything, the opposite is true. Now Idon't just hate Robert, but for the first time in ages, I'm starting todistrust Ricky as well. And worst of all, whenever I think about Robert,I start thinking of myself as what I 'really' am- a boy pretending to bea girl.Again, I consciously know that this thought is ridiculous. I've livedfull-time as a girl for over five years- successfully so, in fact. I'vetaken. She was very fair and had pink nipples which became pinker when I touched and sucked them. I led her to the bathroom and put the shower on and our bodies met each other as if they were one. I applied soap on her body and pretended to be a slave to her. We had bath for half an hour and then I lifted her and carried to the bed without letting ourselves to dry. I laid her on the bed and started licking her body from toe to head and she was enjoying my each and every move. She told me that I am.