That’s when I took on the name Georges Belleveau. My human life and title had no more meaning to me, and I liked shedding the burden of it. ‘From ...ngland I went to Quebec City. I thought it would be something both new and familiar. After two decades there I moved to New York City. In 1853 I returned to Paris. Things had calmed down and I love this city. This is my home. I’ve a touch of wanderlust though. I’ve done a fair bit of traveling. There’s so much to see in this world. Even an immortal. It certainly had beenthat so far. The surgical procedures, artwork, piercings, hair andcosmetic artistry had made me beautiful - in a distinctly sleazy way.Months of being "pickled" by intensive hormone therapy had filled meout to a D-cup bustline, with hips and tush to match. My whole bodywas soft, smooth, and supple to the touch. My male appendage hadshrunken to a tiny little nub. My balls... well, I could barely findthem anymore. I had mixed emotions about that. I didn't really missthem, and. I arrived at the bookstore just before midnight and found Don waiting for me at the entrance. He approved of the black leather strapless mini dress I had chosen to wear and the five inch black leather open toed heels. We went into the store and Don paid for the privet video room. The clerk told us that the store was closing in an hour. To get to the privet room we had to walk thru the mini booth section of the store. Several men leaned against the walls waiting for a booth to come open. . They come to town about once a month, but we’ve only seen them that one time.“Dan and Troy sat at home wondering what we were doing – we sent them some texts and photos just so they had some idea. I confess that we fucked them blind when we got home the next morning. We’d farmed out the kids, so the four of us had the run of our house. We did each other’s husbands in front of the other as we told them about our night, and the loooong thick cocks we’d fucked, and on and on. They responded just.