I parked up and looked around, there was one guy sat on a bench. I wandered up the path and sat down on the bench, mumbled a quick “evening mate" an... got out a cigarette then realised i did not have a light. Turning to the guy I asked if he had a one, it was at this point I knew why he was there, “yes” he said and proferred me his lit ciggy with his left hand, his right hard was busy stroking his hardening cock. I handed his cig back and without a second thought asked if I could do that for. “You can’t expect to please a woman with that. That’s pathetic. You have no choice, you have to be transformed into a cross-dressing, sissy whore so you’ll never have to annoy women with your worthless attempt at fucking again. I’m going to make sure your pussy is your only source of sexual satisfaction. I’m going to turn you into a woman, the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you move, the very way you think is going to be that of a woman. You will be a lady in the streets and a. ”From the look on her face, the penny was slowly starting to drop for Jill.“What kind of a marriage is that, baby?” I asked rhetorically. “At first it was exciting and new, but be honest with yourself, Jill, what kind of a marriage is it really.”The tears were flowing freely now, and I felt mean about saying it, but I couldn’t stop myself. “Jill, I’m not being horrible, but look at yesterday as an example. Truth is you were more excited and happier to spend time with your ex-boyfriend than you. "You have your Jenny Craig Sunshine Breakfast sandwich and I'll ironyour school clothes for you." She smiled and picked up his stuff. "Missy, What's up girlfriend?" Paul asked later as he walked to the busstop. Missy came walking up in a purple turtle neck, blue jeans andcarrying a pair of black three-inch heels in her hands. Her suntanhose-covered feet walked along the tar road to the stop. "You'll ruin yoursocks like that." "My new shoes were killing me we I left the house." Missy said as.