“If I do anything that is inappropriate for the husband of a fine and beautiful lady, you’ll tell me right?”Opal Anne looked at me like she’d ...ust seen me for the first time. She reached across the table and put her hand on top of mine.“Mr. Paul O’Dell, you really do love me, don’t you?”“Mrs. Opal Anne O’Dell, I’ve loved you since I first heard your rough old voice telling me your name.”“Well, in that case you have to know that there is very little that you can do that I will consider. No, completely inappropriate."Laura continued walking, forcing Ron to follow. "Oh, come on. Who else can I ask? I know Chris is a very happy woman. Do you ever go down on her?" That is both private and inappropriate to discuss with someone your age."Laura rolled her eyes. "I'm eighteen, Ron. I've had sex. I just want to know if I could be doing it better."Ron didn't answer. I'm proud of little Laura. She kept pushing. "So, do you do it? Did you do it with girls before Christie?"Ron finally gave. I just couldn’t understand why Paul should be so interested in talking about the size of another mans penis though.I glanced at him, admittedly he was a good-looking guy. Those speculations I'd had about men had rarely involved a black man, not that I didn't find some black men handsome, certain movie or music stars and the like are nice and light reacts well to the darker skin colours. This man was very good-looking, tall and slender but well muscled, he clearly looked after himself; he was. But now that it had all been a done deal it had felt so right.The next day I called my work and resigned my position, then spent the rest of the day taking care of the rest of the legal requirements to make the transmission official and complete. Steve had been replaced by Sabrina in every aspect… body and soul. Brittney helped to get rid of the last remnants of my male persona and instructed me on how to be better acquainted with her firm's field. She clearly explained what I would be expected.