Thiswould also happen at weekends and occasionally when we were on holidaywhere he was Johanna all the time. You see he could pass as a womanquite eas...ly. The only problem was John had to live a double life and hehated it, we hated it.Since he was due to retire, our plan was to carry on as we were, thenafter he retired, move away where John could become Johanna full time.However, it was not to be, because, as you know, John died before hereached retirement." Wow, I had no idea. All the years we. I wake a few hours later. I need a shower. I felt dirty.I slid out of his arms and out of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor, making my way to the bathroom. I find clean towels and shampoo and turn on the hot water in the shower. I climb in and let the hot water run over me, cleansing me from the outside in. I rub the shampoo into my long brown hair when I feel another pair of hands.Saying nothing he takes over. He massages my scalp, working it into a lather. He grabs a facecloth, adding. My hand wandered as our eyes connected and never broke the stare. It was so erotic and I felt like a school kid again experiencing lust, love, butterflies and a true connection together. I longed to taste her skin and so I lowered my head to her beautiful breasts. Darcy’s hand wandered to my head and helped guide me on this journey I’d not ever forget of exploring her body. The fullness of her breasts against my tongue as I suckled at her nipples tasting and sucking each one into my mouth. I always loved looking at my body in the mirror. I started to undress. I top off my top revealing my fully developed C cup breasts. I took of my bottoms and looked at my clean-shaven pussy.Then I got in the shower, masturbating thinking about a boy or a girl since I’m bisexual, and then I got out and got dressed. I picked a nice blue top and some of my favorite jeans. Since I’m 23, I live alone in my own little apartment. It had one room with a small kitchen and a bathroom. That was it. A.