Even in golf I am no match for him, but likeI said we seem to hit it off.Randy asked if he could come over and meet with me about something. And Iagre...d to see him late Thursday afternoon.Randy walked into my office and sat in the chair across the desk from me."Matt, how long have you been dressing as a woman?" he asked.My jaw dropped and I looked at him in amazement. How could he know mysecret? I had always been real careful not to let anything show when Iwore lingerie under my male clothes.. He starts to say something else, but she smacks his ass with a crop and I say “enough talking. No more talking.” and she and I each stand on one side of him and kiss him, running our hands up and down his chest, and start to slowly strip him down, easing his shirt up over his head, and then walking him gently over to the bed, and laying him down, and removing his socks, one at a time. Then slowly, carefully I unbutton his pants and ease them down around his hips, and pull them slowly down his. This was not my purpose.A series of carefully placed crop strokes to each thigh, brought her attention back to my intentions. "Why are we doing this Nicola?" I asked, adding another wheal to each side.She gasped with pain but then spoke slowly and clearly. "To produce a form pleasing to my husband and to those he wishes to impress." Very good. So are your own erotic indulgences relevant here?" No, Sir. Unless of course they are of interest or amusement as well. Could that not be the case?"It. "Fine, have it your way, but see Heather, I think you're lying. You're lying to me and to yourself," he said, walking over to the door. He stopped with his hand on the doorknob. "A little piece of advice. I don't know if I can take waiting forever for you to figure out your life, but next time love knocks on your door, don't shut it in their face. You never know when it’s gonna be the last time."That said, Andrew left the room, and Heather broke down crying the second the door closed. She threw.