Her death left me devastated, not knowing which way to turn. It had taken a year for the disease to take her from me, yet it still came as a shock whe... she eventually died. I tried to tell myself that it was an end to her suffering, and that it was better that her battle had not dragged out any longer. However, none of that stopped me wanting to keep her just that little bit longer. Every day I longed to wake up and see her face, even as thin as she'd become.The days dragged by, and slowly I. Time passed slowly and at times my embarrassment was almost unbearable. But I resolved to go through with this degrading experience to get my share of the company.After nine months of my feminine life, Janet surprised me when she took me to a courthouse. As soon as I noticed where we were, I was certain that she was going to divorce me after all. If any of the jury members didn?t hate me for leaving my wife in danger than they had the cross dressing as another reason to hate me. I thought. I had often told her about our sexual experiences and regular threesomes with both male and females. She especially liked hearing how my man was eight-inches and thick and she had often asked if she could watch or participate one day.“Describe in detail what you want, I might be able to help,” Denise replied.“A pretty man, well built, ten or fifteen years younger than us who can provide my man with a mind blowing bi-sexual experience. Oral sex only, no intercourse or kissing. I want it to be. When this happens, sometimes I go into a porn site, sometimes I think of women who attract me, and I masturbate.So porn is very familiar to me.On my cell phone, I typed the name of the site that I normally enter on google, and clicked on the link.When I opened the home page, the penny finally dropped, and I was silent. I browsed the site, my face pale, my hands shaking. It was hard for me to believe, but what could I do?After a few minutes of browsing the site, I looked at the screen of my cell.