"I'd really rather not," he says."Why not?" his wife asks him."Well, unlike Jake," he says, taking a breath, "Or Steve, I don't get anysort of pleasur... from wearing women's clothes." What makes you think this is about pleasure?" she says."Then what... I don't..." he stutters."Just put it on, already," Edna says, exasperatedly."Edna, please, be reasonable," he moans, but it fails to dissuade hiswife."Are you going to put it on, or do you want to have an argument aboutthat, as well?" she asks,. .." I could feel a bulge low on my left side, just inside my pelvic bone." ... your descending colon ... transverse ... ascending." She guided my fingers to the right side of my abdomen. "This is your cecum. That's the furthest reach of your colon." Interesting ... How long do I need to hold this one?" However long you want to." I think I'll go now..." Cindy helped me off her bed and I limped to the bathroom. Pulling back my shirt I regarded my belly in the mirror -- I definitely could see the. All I could see were the tops of her tits. Then she stood up and I got a good view of her chest. Her tits were similar to Di's except they sagged slightly. This I attributed to her two daughters. She had smaller nipples than Di?s but looked really hard and edible.We all stood there for a second looking at each other at the same stage of undress in our shorts or panties. Someone had to make a decision, so being anxious to see that new pussy I fucked this morning again, I shrugged my shoulders. No. It’s nothing with you. Well, it is but it’s complicated.”“Hey, it’s just us, Sia. Anything you need.”“Anything…” Don’t, you idiot. Don’t even think about doing this, you dumb bitch. Don’t…. Oh, Jesus Christ. “I think I need... This.” Her hand drifted between his legs, landing firmly on the flaccid bulge imprinted on the denim. “I’m sorry. That was so inappropriate. I know you probably don’t want someone like-”Before she could finish her sentence, Tye was kissing her. Deeply. Passionately..