.....My female body woke up mid morning, this time luckily without having hadany dreams in between. At least none that my new female brainremembered. ... felt energetic, with optimism, a little horny, but notlike I would normally feel with male morning wood. This was a new day.Yesterday was just a tree house of horrors, a cartoon, something I'dcome back from.I realized I had wrapped my thighs around a long, soft pillow. I feltsomething wet, as I shuffled around in the morning light. As I came. There was a mystery there, one that took years of gentle prodding to unleash. At first, she was convinced he was creating a fabulous story to cover something else, something that she began to worry was far worse. There seemed to her that there was two ways to acquire the kind of wealth as his: i*****l manipulation and activity; or, legal manipulation. She began to worry that it was i*****l and began to wonder if she shouldn’t be afraid. It was only her fear that allowed him to completely open. ”“Gee, thanks?”“You do have to admit you aren’t quite as tuned into others as you probably should be.”“Clearly.”“You’re getting better, Mike. You just need the right balance of empathy, caring, and attention and you’re going to make a great doctor. I can vouch for you having good hands!”I chuckled, “I’m not quite sure that’s a qualification!”“The pretty nurses won’t mind, at least if you’re still single at that point! Heck, some of them won’t mind if you aren’t.”“That’s not me.”“No, it’s not.. Her imperceptibly quivering thighs spread themselves slightly, easing the pressure on the two still-swollen lips of her recently violated vagina, and a moist drop of Hans' sperm escaped unnoticed down between her small, rounded buttocks. She moaned, unconsciously feeling the warm, protective arms of her husband encircling her, giving her a security only he could.Mark, she sighed, I need you here with me. An aching desire filled her breast as her thoughts turned from the torture of her present.