I would feel the same if I had lost you.”She blushed slightly and looked down at the floor. She was wringing her hands and acting very anxious. She ...eemed to be having a hard time finding words to say. I decided to take it a step further.“I know you and Lance have been together a long time.” I continued, “And even though, I don’t have to tell you how I feel about you, if you have second thoughts and want to try to reconcile with Lance, I will understand.”“I knew you would say that Jeff.” she. I changed into a white tank top with no bra and checked in the mirror to make sure that my pink nipples showed through. It was a little too tight for my 34C chest. I put on a pleated jean skirt and thong and shook my blonde hair to give it a tussled look before heading downstairs. He was sitting on the couch writing a report on his laptop. When he looked up at me with his gray eyes, I noticed them look me over and stop at my chest. "Hey Brian," I said, in a sweet voice. "How's it going,. I was dreading the upcoming separation from my husband, and we took every opportunity to cherish our time together before it happened.My new travelling accommodations certainly didn’t hurt in that regard. Now that I was travelling officially as the Steward of Soldier’s Peak, instead of the ratty tent we’d lugged around during the Blight, Alistair and I shared a pavilion that rivalled Cailan’s. It had a curtained-off sleeping area separate from a larger room for meetings and the like; I had a. It's perfectly natural, but I run a place ofbusiness. It wasn't a problem when it was just us and Emily and Laura.But, now, we've got Gina to deal with. She doesn't know about Tim. Howcan I explain why you're a tranny or a she-male?" I'm sorry. I'll be more careful, Ms. Delgado." That isn't enough, Tiffy. You know you can't control yourself." I know", Tiffany responded."I want you to undergo chemical castration." What?" Tiffany shouted."It's not really castration. It's hormones. It's not.