Now you'll be feminine, as well."Mick squirmed. The woman was relentless. "Look," he said, "I'm stilltoo tall, still got these big gun-boat feet and...a beard and all, andon top of that I'm old, I'm gimped up and beat to hell. What'd be thepoint?" But that is the point, Mykala! Your wish is granted."Mick groaned aloud. He couldn't believe he was even having thisdiscussion, but he shook himself, sat up straight and said, as gentlyas he could, "Look, ma'am, just forget it. I mean, I. Her next-door neighbor was a nice-looking woman and we met/talked a bit one night while we were both out cutting the lawn. The houses were pretty far apart and no fences. I noticed her walking around in her house in a robe the prior evening but unfortunately, she never took the robe off, as she was watching her niece that week. But it did make me think, if I could see into her house, she could surely see into "mine." It was getting dusk out and I finished my friend's lawn before the neighbor. “Yes, I have…” she murmured, suddenly very shy in front of him. His presence was a little overwhelming. She heard her heart pounding softly.“And this week you’ve been away, and you’ve seemed so distracted,” he went on, reaching out to caress her cheek with his fingertips. “Why is that?”“I… I’m not sure…” she lied, suddenly quite embarrassed under his steady stare.“Could it be too much cock?” he persisted, quite matter-of-factly. “Could the reason you’re so distracted be your involvement with. Did I really WANT to be nothing more than a Roomba for my ma'am?What did that say about me that I desired more than anything else in theworld to be seen, treated, and considered as nothing more than ahousehold appliance?But there it was, and that's what I was facing.I cried a little bit as I entered Ma'am's office.She saw my tears and looked concerned and puzzled."Well, sissy? Have you made a decision?"She pointed to a box on the edge of her desk. It was pink with alavender bow."If you've.