After dropping my blouse to the floor, I stepped in front of my mirror. I traced the line of my bra over my breasts, just as CJ had done. Recalling hi... touch gave me chill bumps on my arms."Yep. If that limo driver hadn't stopped when he did... you would have fucked him," I said to my reflection.I would have done it, too. What was I thinking? I wondered. I'm not planning on being a virgin forever, but I definitely wasn't expecting to give it up in the back of a limo at sixteen years old! And to. I guess Icouldn't expect to be transformed into a spectacular beauty with makeup,fingernail polish, and silky smooth legs. I put my clothes back on andwalked over to a strip mall where there was a hair salon. Seventy-fivedollars and ninety minutes later I left with my hair trimmed, cleaned,and styled, and a manicure and pedicure.I ordered out at a small Chinese restaurant and brought the food back tomy motel room. There I planned my next steps. I needed to visit my cancerspecialist and confront. I knew that it was true, I was a cock loving faggot.He pulled his spit covered cock from my mouth and slapped my face with it, his meaty shaft smacking into my cheek and forehead over and over while I looked up in submission. It must have been obvious that he had turned me, made me into his true cock sucking faggot bitch as he smiled down at me."You are such a little bitch, such a faggot cocksucker and I haven't even fucked your pussy yet!" Get up here on your knees and let me see your pussy. The daily life of working and living had gotten in the way of loving my wife. Cindy finished chewing the food in her mouth then said, ‘I am sorry, but I am starving.’ ‘I knew you would be. Oh, by the way, I am signing up at the gym tomorrow to get back into shape. You are not going to be married to an out of shape husband any longer.’ When we finished eating, Cindy asked for me to go to the store with her. We walked hand in hand through the store as Cindy shopped. It was nice to spend time with.