Three days later I got a letter. It came to the store and Shirley, the woman who delivers our mail, was grinning from ear to ear when she handed it to...me. I wondered what was up then looked at it. When I saw who it was from I was stunned. Then, again, my world changed. "My Dearest Paul, It took me over a month to decide that my original feelings were true. I was totally in love with you and never wanted us to be apart again. I called Lana and she told me you were doing OK. That you'd gotten. The problem arises, naturally, of who we would include in our fun sex playing. A known friend would be out of the question for her because she’s extremely cautious in the first place and wouldn’t want to damage a friendship with somebody that we’re already close to. All of our male friends are married except for one, and that one doesn’t exactly make her boat float that way. Girls are way more cautious than guys are…a ‘tale of the known…’On the other hand, a stranger to us just might not end up. Whenever there was a lull in visitors, he would look over at me, put his hand in his trouser pocket, rub his dick and wink at me—my dick chubbed up every time and my boxer briefs were damp with precum. At one point, when I had his attention, I opened my coat and flashed the lump in my trousers to him. I could see that his bulge was also growing.After the show was over, he told me he was fucking horny and asked if we should rent a room. I told him there was no time for that. I led him to a. I love you and I always will, andit won't matter whether you're Paul or Paula, you will always be mybaby."* * *Chapter 7: Paul becomes PaulaThings around the apartment returned to a semblance of normal for thenext five months."Except now I'm a woman," Paul would say to himself, examining his facein the mirror as he did his makeup.His daily rituals had changed substantially. Now he was getting upbefore 5am in the morning along with Aliya to do ghusl (if required) andto put on makeup. Then they.