Each piece was carefully switched to your left hand before feeding it to me... all without me ever knowing that you were secretly feeding me a potion..... a potion of passion and desire.The moment I realized all this, I almost came to an immediate climax. I had to stop myself and take several quick deep breaths in order to not cum all over you right then and there. I wanted to save myself for you but it was all I could do to keep from exploding. It was more than I could handle and so overpowering. We were doing what lovers do. I was giving him pleasure." But... ," Alice said.Interrupting her, Denise said, "You should do that for Dad. I'm sure that he'd enjoy it." That's disgusting," Alice said.Denise said, "The first hundred times you do it, you might feel that way. Then one day you'll wake up and see it for what it really is — a very intimate and personal way to give pleasure to a man." Don't lecture me about sex, young lady," Alice said."I will lecture you about sex. Until I entered. The toast popped out, and she buttered it while he split the omelet in two and put it on plates.She stared at the food, realizing she was famished, she couldn't remember the last time she had eaten. She carried her plate and cup of coffee in the dining room, relishing the fact that this homey act felt good with him.Their discussion ranged through different topics, none, by mutual unspoken consent, involving the case that was always foremost on their minds. She was helping him with the dishes. She said that my name was Sophie. I had been Martin James, I was now Sophie.Today she was going to collect the cash that would finally allow me freedom from this hell. It had been hard. I had pulled in lots of favours to get the money. All the work had to be done with notes and letters as the male colleagues of mine would not have believed if I had tried to speak to them in my new girl voice. Today I would get the pills that she promised would change me back to my former self. No more would I.