“You must get lonely” he said “you should get a dog”. I laughed “I live in an apartment and dogs are banned. Anyway a dog would have no yard...to play in”. I finished my coffee and said I had to go. I went to pat Randy and he stopped me. “He is a bit sensitive in the head region” he said. I looked at Randy he cocked his head to one side and just stared at me. It was a little un-nerving to be truthful. I said goodbye and headed home. I don’t know what it was but as I lay naked on the bed with my. Okay, maybe we haven't grown up THAT much."...You ever think we might need another hobby?" Sarah asks after ourlovemaking session, when we're once again fully clothes and snuggled uptogether on the sofa."So THAT is a hobby now, is it?" I retort, making Sarah giggle. "I knowwhat you mean, though. Heh, I used to think of THIS as a hobby, not longago..." Sarah giggles as I smooth my skirt over my lap."Technically, it still is my hobby," Sarah says. "The making of, not thewearing of, of course. You. It's really driving me crazy.............I went back to the sex store today, and that woman who is so sweet...........yes, she turned me on, that's what I was thinking about...anyway, I'm looking for a strap-on dick that gets me off while I'm getting you off, maybe there is something in the harness that gets my clit somehow.....................nah, she didn't know where I would find that..............I don't know why,they have every other kind of vibrator that has a clit thingie on. "Tiffy. There was that girl named Tiffany at the strip club, butbecause she was such a ditz and bimbo everyone started to call herTiffy." Gasping for air he wondered why he had told her. He didn't wantto, but he couldn't deny those eyes."Hmm, Tiffy. Perfect! And maybe you get an epiphany in due time. Not thatit would help you. Okay. Okay. Here we go. Listen up. Your name now isTiffy. Just Tiffy. No surname. From now on you are Tiffy and a woman. Gotit?"Tiffy was annoyed and shouted back..