He knew these womenwould not have seen combat like Terry had. As he watched one of thelarger shemale with cocks in her mouth and anus and her own cock...inthe mouth of another shemale, his tokens ran out. He tried to comparethese females with Teri. There was no comparison: Teri was a perfectexample of femininity hard as that was for him to believe. Thosefemales were gross exaggerations of the female form.He decided he would need to make it up to Teri. He had misbehaved lastnight. She coukd have. Why would youthink I don't believe you're the best mother any child could want?" Oh, you're just saying that. So listen. I would play better for one,because we're both dressed in our cute little jammies. Isn't that justadorable, wearing our pajamas together as we battle over a Scrabble game.You wouldn't want me to feel terrible because you were playing in an old,ratty, torn pajamas, now would you? I ask you, what kind of mother woulddo that to their child? Now don't you want me to be. She combed me out into a soft wave with some back combing for volume and as usual, handed me a mirror so I could approve, which I did. I knew I had thick hair, but this looked like twice as much as before and was nice with the bangs swept to the left. She put the part on the right. Strange, but I didn't remember having bangs before. How odd! It was terribly feminine but I loved it. I went up front and paid. Jessica said. "thank you Gerri, see you again." and I left for my next. On the appointed day and time Anne walked into the cafe' looked around to see if there was anyone she already knew, at a table in the rear she saw a young man with a single red rose on the table smiling at her, he looked familiar but she couldn't think from where. As Anne the young man introduced himself and presented her with the rose, it seems Terry had seen us at Maslins Beach and had seen her in Norwood after we had moved house. Terry it seems had developed a crush on Anne and followed her.