It's an eventuality for which you should certainly prepare yourself.But I didn't.The idea was too horrendous to contemplate.Now I've got to face it he...d-on.I'm female. No matter what happens to me, that will never change.I will be a woman for the rest of my life.Rest in peace, Rich.Who was I trying to kid? It's one thing resolving to cast off my formeridentity when I've just sunk four shots of vodka, quite another to keepthat promise in the sober light of a new day.I'm a girl.That still shocks. We each wore pumps with four-inch spike heels over sheer thigh-high stockings held in place by garter belts, crotchless panties, and bras with cutouts to display our nipples. We were definitely a couple of hotties on this special day.Mistress spent a good bit of time getting my hair just right for the look she sought. She tried the traditional French braid, a couple of different ponytails, but in the end brushed it all out, long and straight, with bangs teased onto my forehead. Then she added. Her favorite places were of course my car, our backyard at night, at beaches and in public parks. We even fucked in broad daylight under a blanket at an outdoor rock concert.So my wife had many sides to her. One day we passed by a “Gentlemen’s Club” with a sign that read “Ladies Night Every Tuesday, Drinks Free for Your Lady”. Carol said” hey Ron why don’t you go there next Tuesday and check it out and let me know”. I knew exactly what she was thinking. Well next Tuesday came and I went to. Come and give me another hug." As she stepped in and wrapped her arms around me, her bare breasts pushed against me.My face moved down to kiss her on the neck as I brought my right hand up to cup one of her perfect tits. At that moment, she sharply breathed in. "Oh Mr. Andrews," she sighed, "I uh, I don't know."I cut her off. "Don't worry, Lilly, you're just making it up to me, we'll be done soon."With my face in the softness of her neck and with one hand on her breast, my cock was straining.