So that night I slept sandwiched between two delectably naked young males; although there was a considerable amount of sex conducted before I slept! M... last thought before losing consciousness was how long could I hope for, before Iris returned?Nearly ten days of domestic bliss had passed before the dreaded news came.Iris had not survived the brain surgery, that had taken place to save her life.Like a heavy black cloud, the realisation of her death descended upon the three of us at Carlton. "However there is something you need to know," I said, starting to drawtears to my eyes."What?" she asked."I feel...different lately. I think I might be a transsexual," I toldher."A...a what? Michael!" she said looking panicked."A transsexual!" I said sobbing against her soft, small shoulder."Is...is it my fault? Am I not good enough? I don't know what atranssexual is either..." Claire sobbed, her hot tears streaming down hercheeks and onto the side of my neck.We embraced and we pulled each. He pulled me onto his lap squeezing my petite assunder my skirt as he slipped his delicious tongue into my mouth. I moanedwith pleasure ripping open his shirt impatiently exposing a muscularwashboard abs.I whispered to Steven, "I love to suck your manly cock, Steven."This drove Steven wildly as he pulled out his cock telling me, "Suck it youlittle slut!"I kneeled down kissing and licking head of Steven's 9-inch rock-hard cockbefore I slipped it between my lips swallowing down Steven's. It was past time to correct that situation, but he didn't want to ask William to explain it to him.It was half an hour later when William turned to Ken and asked, "Ken, would you get the door?"Not having heard the doorbell, Ken wanted to ask why he should get the door. The doorbell rang before he had a chance to frame the question. Shaking his head at another example of the strangeness of living in this house, he got out of the chair and headed towards the door. Before he reached it, William.