”I didn’t know what they were talking about, but whatever this period thing was I didn’t want them to have any more if it would affect my fuckin... them.We finished moving the cows on May 22, two days before we were to let the bulls in with them. That meant we could spend most of the day tomorrow playing with each other.The next morning Megan and I went to do morning chores while Kelley straightened the house and fixed breakfast. After chores I pulled Megan over to the barn bunk and stripped off. His smile was definitely broader. “Wow,” he said, “you look stunning. I choose this.” We drove to a very nice restaurant not far away. We had a nice dinner and some wine. We chatted easily about my progress with him in the gym. Things got a little uncomfortable when he asked about my divorce but he didn’t press the issue. It was sort of nice to have someone to talk to about it. He asked if I had been dating much yet and I told him that he was. Should be only a couple of days,” he said.The two conspirators shook hands. The game was afoot.Regis Gallant, and that actually was his name, was content. Content because sometimes the work was easy, most of the time it took time and he usually had to find the time in his busy week to get the info he needed to make his boss, Jacob Paskin, happy. But today was a good day. He knew where the man worked; hence, it was a good bet that the woman would be hanging around said workplace. Well, he’d been. "I wonder what you would have thought of Mark, the young man Margie had been before _his_ metamorphosis into our mermaid receptionist. He was actually a lot like you, Jerry. He swore he'd never adjust to being female, but, as I've already told you, Margie wanted you in every way a woman like her wants a man."Although it's not possible, it would be very interesting to know what Mark thinks of _you_ desiring his female form as badly as _his_ female form wants you."Actually, Margie adjusted to.