"Now I was begging. "Please Peter don't do this, I'll do anything youwant, just change me back." I'm sorry, you will be Susan for another night, you w...ll do whatever itis that you had planned and enjoy it. Donna will know that you haveplans and that you will not be back tonight. In fact, you are alreadystarting to get ready; you are in the mall grabbing lunch before you goto the hairdresser..."I felt a shift and my surroundings changed, I found myself sat in acoffee shop. In front of me was a. . I actually heard a laugh from the jury, I mean the audience.)JESSICA "Love is more than just having sex, Daddy. We don't have to have sex to show we're in love!"ROBERT "That's exactly the same sideways thinking your mother has. That sex isn't the same thing as love, but you're both wrong? They're hopelessly interconnected. A man who shows his love by looking at you lovingly is tempting you with the suggestion of sex, intercourse. Love is best expressed, when both people are naked, Jessica!"(I. " I said, trying to not be too disappointed."Aren't you quite the understanding one. Well, I've got to be going." Sylvia got up. As she was leaving she leaned down close to my ear. "Come to my house and MadameMILF will reward your patience."I stared at her in shock as she turned and walked out without even looking back at me. I was still staring when the waitress brought me the check. I paid for the meal, left a good tip and got up to go to my car. I drove to Sylvia's house wondering if this. “You look like you were rode hard and put up wet,” Asa commented. “I was definitely rode hard,” I replied smiling. “Jon says you guys were talking about crossdressing last night. You serious about that?” Asa asked. “Yep, I’d luv to be able to do that. Wear sexy close. That be so wonderful,” I answered enthusiastically. “We can talk to Ms. Jones today. See what she says,” Jon said. “How can Ms. Jones help?” I asked. “Just trust us, she can help,” Jon answered. “Okeydokey. I’m in,” I replied. We.