I would then take my Queen to dinner; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would have the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled chicken. To drink, I woul... have a bottle of Apothic Inferno, the wine that is aged in Whiskey Barrels from 2017. For the end of dinner, I would have strong, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and water. I eat a limited diet, almost carnivore. The water is because I don’t drink when I serve my Queen as her driver. After dinner, I would. I never fucked a whore, but I love going to titty bars. For anyone who is familiar with life on the road, it can be pretty boring. There’s only so much Johnny Cash you can listen to, or buddies on the other end of the radio you can talk to, before you start getting those male urges. First comes the constant need to jerk off, then comes the need to visit some strip clubs, then finally, you need to go to a bar and pick up some easy chicks who will fuck you all for a shot of vodka. I’m a typical. And that was it, they all went back downstairs including Chris, I remember Carrie yelling out to Chris asking him to wait but he just continued downstairs with the others. When they were all back downstairs me and Carrie looked at each other kind of speechless, she said "holy fucking shit.." I responded "yeaaaaaa what thee fuckkk". We grabbed a towel off the floor to wipe all te cum off our faces, which was alot.. We both were so beat up and sore that we just laid down on the bed and crashed. It was a very strange sensation. Not something I was preparedfor or expected. 10 months ago I had accepted Bob's proposal to becomehis wife. The next morning as we sat in the kitchen I had called mytherapist and explained that it was time I started to reshape my body andmind to reflect who I had become. A week later I received my first HRTshot and went home with three bottles of pills that would give me exactlywhat I had asked for. The changes came quickly, at least my doctor saidI was.