She was beautiful. Her body was perfect, from the smallish cherry-tipped breasts to the long, exquisitely muscled legs.There was only one thing lackin...: confidence. There was a look on her face that I was used to seeing only in a mirror. The last three women whom I had "dated" — Parker, Angie, and Shawn — had confidence in abundance. They knew exactly what effect they had on men.Francesca simply had no idea. As I paused to drink in her beauty, I became aware of a doubt flashing across her face.. After the DVD I put on a Star Trek Voyager DVD.This was my other passion, sci-fi movies. Later on I got ready for bed.It was nice to undress and then put on my nightgown, which was a longpink cerise creation. It had a matching gown. I kept my panties,pantyhose and slip on. I got into bed after doing my teeth and reveledat the soft silky material on my skin. I surfed the internet for a whilelooking at sissy outfits. I fell asleep wondering about my visit to thebridal shop the next day.I woke the. Grant and his husband, James, had been regular fuck buddies with John before John and I ever met. Grant is a strapping Cajun stud in his mid-50’s and literally tattooed from his neck to his ankles. At 6’-2” and at least 250 pounds, he’s a lumberjack-type of bear and intimidating… until you get your fist up his hairy hole. Even then, you’re never sure when his growls might turn into a bite.Frankly, being around Grant’s other half was a turn-off for me since the son of a bitch never stopped. .. but ... nothing.The inside door opened.Cassie jumped up. She was dressed in everyday go to work work-clothes. She looked at her desk calendar and shook her head."John ... you weren't supposed to come here for 14 more days. Why are you here?" I had a little experiment and it didn't work." He looked at the ceiling."Hi." Hello yourself," said the ceiling. "Nice hiking stick. I see you still have a watch."Sam, the healing chamber shouted from behind his door, "Hi, John." Hello, Sam."Cassie said,.