He has been divorced now for 3 years now and as part of our conversation together he told me I was free to ask him why he became divorced, so I said o... why are you divorced then. He then told me that he started to slowly crossdress in his wife’s cloths while she went shopping or just visiting friends. The more he dressed up the more he enjoyed dressing up and feeling feminine. He always knew he was at the very least bisexual but was never able to live out his want to be with another man. That. "I don't think Pat would, either. We need to take good care of them. I know I'm a bit bent, but so is Pat. We prop each other up. You, though ... you're some sort of supergirl. All the way from Guatemala." It was the hand of God," I said. "I am sure. How does one travel a thousand miles and end up with Dave? Miracle." Milagro!" Brindy said. Her attempts at Spanish make me smile, as they do so many in our class. How can they not like Brindy? How can I not LOVE Brindy? She is sometimes so. Footsteps in the hallway interrupted her daze. Patrick entered the bedroom with a tray of breakfast. He placed it on Francis’s lap and sat on the bed by her feet. ‘Thanks for the great fuck this morning. After breakfast it’s your turn, I promise.’ ‘I have faith in you, dear,’ Francis replied as she sipped from her drink. Patrick smiled. ‘How is the lemon aid?’ ‘Orgasmic,’ Francis grinned. ‘Good.’ Patrick patted his wife’s calf. ‘We better make the most of today. Classes start September 8th,. He was in a hurry to be dropped off. He didn’t want to be late for tonight.At 6:30 sharp, Jake roared up to the Seven - Eleven on Rafe Robinson’s Kawasaki 450 motorcycle. Vicki Greer was standing around the side wearing surprisingly tight jeans and a white shirt. Her long brown hair hung straight down her back in a single long braid that almost reached her butt. She looked exotic and nothing like her schoolteacher persona. Jake was impressed. He pulled up next to her, handed her a helmet, and.