I don’t wipe myself or bathe, but use paper towels to get any excess mess off. Brush my teeth in my urine, which is how ladies used to do it back in...the day.The privy I use with guests as it’s communal. There is a group of us, women of all ages who have communal stink outs, tired of the beauty regime we are obliged to follow. We all have different ways to show our rejection of the norms we feel pressured to live by, like no longer shaving, but the one common theme is, frankly, we do what men. Putting my wrap on I went to the front door where a note was stuck telling me to lock doors in future.I went to the kitchen for a glass of water and noticed a crumpled ball of paper towels, she had cleaned the sticky spot off the table and going to the armchair I saw she had cleaned the evidence of my sex play from there as well.I sat there for a short while until the phone broke my train of thought. I was my husband calling and oddly he said he had just spoken to my boss "at work" so if she. " Aren't you embarrassed? I mean, most guys who want to be women don't exactly blurt it out." I'm insanely embarrassed, but I'm way past that. And it's not like you're someone I hired to pretend that I'm a woman where I'll feel shame; You're actually going to do it to me. For me."She tossed me my backpack."Go ahead and get dressed." Where should I go?" Just change right here ... I mean, you're going to change right here anyway."I dumped the contents of my bag onto the couch. Jackie looked over. It is such a girls room all sugar and spice and everything nice. Huge bed, white comforter, pillows everywhere, three little heart shaped candles by the bed the smell on cinnamon.And I feel as if I am the thing that goes bump in the night.I can see the back of her head with her jet black hair short stylish cut.This is her! This is really happening!And she is following my orders "sleeping" all safe and sound.She must be naked under that white comforter.I take my time slowly taking off all my.