OK?” She delivered what may have been a rehearsed speech with some urgency.“No, absolutely not. I want to meet your old friends.” I didn’t wan... to say I wanted their impressions of her when she was in school since she always skirted my questions. What was she hiding? If this was so important to hide, I was afraid to guess what it might be. She had frequently hinted insistently that she wanted her friends to be separate from us. Why? Secrets?When we reached Silver Spring, she gave my limp bishop. This showed Edward that the woman in the paintings was wealthy. Color is a luxury good.In the painting she wore a royal dress in black, white and red, almost like the Brigantine Sacrum Maya VI. Edward determined that it should be the countess. Because it had her name on it. It was shown. That he had heard himself the countess wasn't ugly, but she was the most beautiful being on earth. If he was a painter, he would have painted it.Shortly before Edward brought the painting in the last carriage,. And I am so glad Idid.Within a month of that day I found how much more alive he seemed to be.After sneaking around for more than twenty years he suddenly felt free toexpress himself. At least half the time I came home to find him wearingsomething feminine, and soon I started not recognizing the clothes. Itopened so many more doors for us to explore.It wasn't easy for me at first. He doesn't look very feminine, he doesn'treally try. The first time he came to me in a dress I was repulsed. Theidea. Then we taken a room in the lodge just beside the park and as we entered the room she hugged me and started kissing me very passionately, I too responded. Then we laid on the bed kissing each other while my right hand was on her left boob and my left hand was under her neck. I removed her dupatta and started kissing on her neck, forehead, earlobes, eyes, nose, chin, cheeks then again her sweet lips.Then she came upon me kissing me and I unzipped her kurta from back and started massaging her.