Just get over it, please. Me, I’m just a horny pervert looking for a lay. I don’t need a damn crying convention. So of course what do I do? Start ...hinking with the wrong head again. The first time I saw Maria it was at my first meeting of the Pleasant Town* Trangender League. It was lust/love at first sight. All I thought about the whole night was wanting to get up into hir dress and rocking hir world! But wouldn’t you just know it? Maria and all hir she gal pals just sat around and had a big. By the way, if you and I ever got it on, no rubbers, mister. Adultery is bad enough without adding more sins. I’ve only broken that rule once and it just felt wrong. It was with Roger and neither of us liked it, so we stopped.“Pity I can’t get Santa to spank me for being such a naughty girl. If I picked Roger, he would wonder what I did wrong. If I picked you, I’d be even naughtier. Part of me really wants to sound him out on that open marriage idea of yours, but the other part dreads what he. I knew there was no rush as I wandered downstairs and retrieved my bathrobe from where I had discarded it. I made coffee and sat patiently waiting for any sign of activity from upstairs. Finally, I heard movement and the distinctive sound of the shower. I got up and started to busy myself at the stove.When the girls appeared, Fay dressed but Sofi still naked, they looked delightfully damp and refreshed. I served up three plates of scrambled eggs, this time putting all three on the table. In my. "I think it will be least painful if you kneel on the towels," I said. Louise nodded; she had been strangely quiet since the meal, which puzzled me a little and made me wonder what she was scheming. Helping her in, and in doing so I copped another feel of her tits, she lowered herself into the water. She seemed to find it less painful to sit if her heels were apart with her bum between them and her arms pressing on the bath edge, taking some of her weight. Picking up a sponge, I washed her back.