They thought somethingwas wrong with you you, if you were like that." Religious objections?" asked Lorraine."No my parents thought religion was for we...klings. It's just they alsothought psychiatry was for weaklings too. So I stuffed my feelingsinside, even though each step toward being more masculine my body tookwas like a knife to my heart." But you could do something about it now, couldn't you?" Lorraineinquired."Came close last year. Thought I would start small, do something thatwouldn't be. Robert was still a young man. What would he be like when fully mature? She had no idea. Was she ready to find out? She wasn't sure.Robert dimmed the lights, and joined her in the bed. He held her close under the covers. She rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped one leg over his leg, and tried to sleep.Sleep eluded Karen for some time. She thought of all that had happened to her that day, both good and bad. She spent time wondering what her life would be like with this man she was right. With a final lurch downwards, the former Rebel cruiser settled into place on the moon Xanth.Twenty minutes later, the bulkhead door one fourth of the way up the ship's hull opened. Five forms in green rain gear stepped out onto the metal gratings. The shortest one looked up at the sky, seemed to give a resigned sigh at the cruelties of nature, then led the way down the gangway towards the apron and the approaching spaceport officials.Don was nervous. What they were about to do would, perhaps. As I arrived at his throne, he stood up. I saw the large lump in his leather pants and licked my lips. "Undo My pants," he commanded.I unbuckled his belt, undid his buttons, and unzipped his fly. It took everything I had to not yank down his pants immediately.He fished his cock out of his pants and I was hit with the heady smell of man and leather. I opened my mouth in anticipation and he chuckled. He began slapping me in the face with his hardening cock, across each cheek. With each hit, his.