Do you think becoming awoman is like leaving all the good things in life behind?" No. Let me start with that. No, it's not leaving the good thingsbe...ind. It's losing some things and gaining some other things." Like what? Tell me more." Well, I can't carry my big suitcase anymore. That's weird. I'm weakerthan I was. By a lot. I have new societal norms to live up to likewearing a top to a bathing suit, shaving my legs and armpits. I lost allmy favorite clothes, well most of them, because. I hear she married a banker and hired a delicious maid who knows how to use her tongue.” Maria giggled. “I know all my maids will have to be so skilled when I set up my house.”“It is a shame we have to marry men,” I sighed.They all giggled. “But if we didn’t, then who would make the money?” asked Phoebe, a new girl like me. She sat beside Maria. “I have several suitors back home. All three are wealthy, even if they are such boors. Not like this place. It is so ... stimulating.”Your people are. "When I was thirteen, I decided that I wanted to ride Tut, and milk him instead."Frankie was like that. She just loved to shock people.She must have been pleased when Jake spewed coffee across the table.He recovered, getting the damp washcloth to wipe down the table. Frankie was sitting there, innocently, except that her hand was still playing in my lap."You do that on purpose," accused Jake.She grinned. "I'll make it up to you. I promise." Don't make promises you might not keep," said Jake."I. “What?” you ask.I say, “I believe you have something of mine.”You smile and say, “Maybe!”We tease and flirt for a few moments, and you decide that, if I want them back, you are going to be the one to put them back on me. You tell me to stand still as you kneel in front of me. Your hands slide under my skirt and up my legs, teasing and caressing as you go. You cup and knead my butt as your nose nudges at the apex of my legs. Your tongue darts out, and you begin to tease and suck on my clit. I.