Placing it on the bed she says. This was my toy box as she open's it reviling vibrators, dildos all sorts of sexy things.She looks me in the eyes and ...ays this one is a strap-on, you could feel like a man again as she studied my face, looking for a reaction. I have to admit I felt quite inept for a moment. No Lisa, this is who I am now. It's been hard for me but I've always felt more female then male. I just never told anyone. Lisa I'm happy now.She leans in and we kiss. I reach behind her and. Laden with long narrow boxes, the pair accompanied the chemist to the register. Abby paid cash surrendered from her favorite leather purse.We eat a lot of rice, and early on, Abby preferred rice from India ... a particular flavor of Indian Rice. It came packaged in a raw silk lined water buffalo leather bag ... a hand tooled, hand stitched and hand painted leather bag. Each bag was different.The bags came in one, two, five and ten kilo sizes. Leather bags. Growing up, Abby used the empty bags. Being able to lock a door again made her chin quiver and eyes fill. That hateful old woman had removed all the locks in the house so she could keep an eye on things. That's what she'd said, anyway, but the truth was the three boys had made her life hell by barging in on her constantly.They spied on her, felt her up, stole her panties, and laughed the whole time like it was funny. Di resorted to hiding her things, but she was outnumbered and couldn't fight back. It got so bad she finally stopped. I could almost feel, smell, and visualize the kind of sex that we could have together.Several times I turned around and headed back toward the hotel, intent on seeing this sexual escapade through to a conclusion. Each time, the image of Chad's eyes would flash before me and I would turn around and keep walking. The night air was wonderfully refreshing. The sounds of the wildlife and the cool breeze were intoxicating to me. It was a beautiful night to walk and think.I thought of the wonderful.