" We sat and looked at each other for a moment, then Audrey spoke up. "This man is what, 25?" I nodded his head yes, and said, "That's why I think bec...ming a woman will be the answer Audrey. He's close enough to my age to make it work." "His wife?" "Marianne. She is a spoiled little girl and always has been, and like him, she drinks, so I plan to hit him when he's out of it." "You'll have to be perfect Jimmy, one slip up and he'll only tear your head off if your lucky." I nodded my head in. ....Jane has messaged back saying she'd love to see me again. I must admit this got me hard again thinking about our last meet so I took another look at her profile pics including some she's just added and had to have a good wank. Looking like it's gonna be a good weekend.Heading up to Leeds after work this evening as stag due kicks off tomorrow lunchtime. I'm staying with Dave and Cheryl it's gonna be hard looking at Cheryl knowing despite looking the same how different she is to her slut of. After making herself settled in the seat, it was clear she loved exposing herself - for the base of the left ass cheek was also quite visible. Try as I might, it was nigh on to impossible to look away. Every glance away resulted in a more extended glance back at her - with 3-4 times the duration. We made eye contact, and that continued as a cat and mouse game. In spite of her youth, she clearly embraced her sexuality. When making another eye contact, it was more prolonged. I was palpitating,. The only complication she could think of was how she would hoist the goat to the cabin rafter. She brushed the problem aside. That could be dealt with later. But as soon as Mary had the hatchet raised above her head, tracking the movement of the restive goat on its tether to level the lethal blow, she lowered the hatchet back down. A tremendous amount of blood had poured from the goat Lou killed. She slipped out of her lace and pink ruffle dress and laid it clear of potential harm. Now she was.