Something none of our other significant others seemed to understand in the passed. Lawrence is a recovering meth addict, I had used every drug under t...e sun except for meth. We met at a time where we wanted to turn our lives around, be good for each other.It was around Christmas time that I found myself on a paid leave of absence from work and Lawrence had just moved out of his wife's place into mine,unemployed from his veterinary postition. What a disasterous combination of free time and. I felt so incredibly turned on as she took me in her arms and kissed me passionately, her hand sliding down over my hips to touch my smooth thighs and slide gently up beneath my skirt. I panicked slightly but she was caressing my thigh and bottom, not going anywhere near the huge erection she had given me.I never managed to find the right time to tell her I was a man. We went on more dates, I always dressed as a woman for them and we grew closer and closer until we were head over heels in love. Second incident, Getting into role playing and free SexI had stayed home, I felt miserable with flu like effects. When my boyfriend was out, down the pub with his mates, I started sipping whisky toddies and slipped an 'E', to get me in the mood and give me a high. I was just nineteen and on second year media studies at Uni.Just before twelve my boyfriend returned with a large group of his friends, five guys and two girls, I knew from classes. 'How about doing an internet groping video', he. I wish I could, but I’m human and not able. I talked to a lawyer today and will explain what we talked about.’ ‘We have had a lot of good years together. I can’t just throw you out and give you nothing. There’s times I feel like it, just throw your ass out, and say take that slut! Go whore yourself and make a living. I’m just not made like that Marsha.’ Here is what I propose: ‘For now I am getting a separation agreement. You can live here with our sons. They need a home and a mother, even.