Hormones 1, Tom 0."It was the first time I had been aware of the effect that the hormoneswere having on me. I just wanted to curl up and be comforted....Even thenit had still not hit home. I was playing a part. It was an exercise. Itwas not real at a fundamental, life changing level.Week five was due to start and first I would be meeting with theendocrinologist and then, at the end of the week I would be havingsurgery on my face. Come the weekend, people would know something washappening. We. I sat on the edge of the settee and shook his shoulder, ‘Daddy’, I whispered, and he was roused. ‘He reached out and gathered me up and pulled me in tight against him, ‘Go to sl**p baby’, he said, as I began to feel myself drift off with his body smells and heat. I lay drowsily, wrapped up, when I suddenly realized he was nude from his waist down, and when I put my hand back, that wonderful feeling pressing hard against my bare buttocks was daddy’s cock. This time I held him firmly, feeling him. Or were you really waiting for your date?” I squeaked as he smacked me very lightly upside the head. “Ow. That was a legitimate question.”He shook his head at me in consternation. “No, no it was not. If I had a date, you’d know about it since you’d be the one I was taking. I just… had an idea. That’s all.” Midway through setting the plates and glasses out, I paused, nervous again. “Just working out the details until…”“Until the sun sets.” I finished, warily backing towards the fridge with the. And I didn’t want anyone in my office to find out that we were meeting. After office hours she came on her bike with a scarf tied on her face. And we rode on her bike. This was our first official meeting.We sat in the coffee shop and our conversation started. She has a beautiful voice. Seeing her from such close proximity was turning me on. I had the urge to touch her, but I didn’t have the guts to do that. (For no reason.) After our long conversation, we went away home.After reaching home I.