“What? No! Well sort of, but not really. What makes you think I’m mad at you?”“You were ignoring me. You were sitting and staring out the wind...w and not talking to me.”“Oh! I was transforming into Bec. I don’t have to be Rebecca the student again for four whole days. It’s a nice feeling.”Nana chuckled. “Ah! So you aren’t mad at me, then? I was getting worried. When you were in primary school, you loved having me coming up to check on you. I keep forgetting the rules for high school are. "Then turn it around and take a picture of yourself and send it to me. If you can do that and you match the picture I have of you, then I'll meet you." I said."Where did you get a picture of me. You were in my clubhouse and in that room are about a dozen people with cell phones at any given time. Do you really think no one took your picture or that I wouldn't pull the surveillance tape after I was told you were asking about me?" I asked."Okay, I get it hold on." A second later his picture. Want to walk a bit ? Sure He leads away towards the wooded area I follow walking at his side Suddenly he stops This looks good He steps towards me reaches out and feels the bulge that is my cock I let out a sigh of pleasure You like that ? Yes is all I can say With quick and skilled hands he unbuckles me and pushes my jeand down again his hand touched the bulge of my cock Can I have a look ?I nod With a swift movement he exposes me my cock rises towards his hand and he takes hold of me gently. Those physical changes coupled withthe wearing of female clothing and serving as a maid had a verystrong impact on my entire demeanor. I was increasingly becoming moreand more of a woman and less and less of a husband. The husbandsituation was made even more laughable each time Judy entertainedTom. Entertaining was how she referred to his frequent visits andtheir sexual escapades. Judy didn't flaunt it in front of me, but shedid little to camouflage it either. And I couldn't or wouldn't do.