John, Jr. was home that day because he had been sick and missed school on Friday. I tried to move the conversation slowly and carefully to our night o...t. I had to find a way to verify my instincts. Was she trying to send me signals the other night? Was she testing the waters? This was tricky. If I was wrong, and this was just harmless fun, then I could be firmly planting my foot into a steaming, heaping pile and threatening our friendship. What I said and how I said it would make all the. . is that what you wanted to talk to me about?Earrings and manicures?" Of course not. One can't help but notice, though. It's... Mr. Hillman,you look amazing. And I'm not just talking about the work the nanobotsdid. I'm talking about the whole package. It's your third day since thechanges, I'll remind you. You've taken up the mantle of femininityespecially well in such a short amount of time. The average person wouldbe hard-pressed to believe that you were a man this time last week." I still am. Dammit, ifen that was what I could expect from fuckin' Martha, we was married fer life. I would have been a damned fool ta walk away from that, it was so good! An' I had four more women just beggin' me ta fuck them! They had ta be worth hangin' around fer, even ifen they were not as good as Martha. Hell, ifen they were not, maybe they could learn!Martha an' I slept fer half an hour or so, an' when we woke up, she gave me the biggest kiss, yet. I said, "Martha, ifen that was a sample, ya kin. He would only behave as a woman when hefelt like it but not if there was something on with the lads, as hereferred to the men he got about with going to the football or whom heplayed golf with.Drink. Did too much drink bring all this on, I asked myself.I was about to tell him or should I say "her" how it was going to be. Ihad taken pictures of him in his knickers and even had recorded himsaying being the woman of the house was what he wanted. Who would haveever thought cell phones were so.