" He blushed slightly, paused,then went on: "I've never had a conscious desire to be a woman, but I'vealways known that something....something wasn't ...uite right. For all thegood in my life, something fundamental in my life wasn't right. I neverfelt at home in this time...or in this body. I could never put my fingeron what the issue was...until now." Do you want to say goodbye to your parents...to the McDowells...before wego?" No, that would be too hard. I don't pretend to understand all of. Things happen in her dressing room…] Victoria smiled happily as she put on the final layer of mascara to her eyelashes, before picking up her lip gloss and applying some on her lips. She twirled around in front of the standing mirror in her room a couple of times, trying to decide if she looked good or not. She was wearing a frilly red top with matching red earrings, and a tight pair of jeans tucked into her long black booths. Her hair, curled for the occasion, was brushed to the left. ‘Honey,. The black man introduced himself to us as David. David was a muscular person and at least 6 feet 5 inches tall. He was dressed in a dark gray suit. His head was totally shaved and he had no facial hair, and he drank vodka on the rocks. His physique was noticeable as his muscles bulged through his suit jacket. He also liked to stand at his seat, which seemed to annoy Lenora immediately as there was less room when he did. I think he liked annoying her because when he did it, he would look at her. I was sure she was going to leave me, and the humiliation and jealousy hit me like a wave. Then, she told me that she loved me more and anything and begged me to forgive her. I couldn’t believe my ears. I was so relieved. I her and I kissed her tear-soaked face and told her that I didn’t want to lose her and that we’d get through this. Just then I realised how turned on I was by the thought of her fucking him behind my back “Jesus, you’re a sick fuck” I thought to myself. After a couple of.