.... James realized that it was the first time she had actually using that pronoun when referring to herself. It didn't seem strange. She was a woman ...ow, after all. She may not like it, but referring to herself as a man in her own thoughts wouldn't help the situation any. Smiling at the realization, James took in the shape of her breasts; the gentle swell, capped by a slightly darker bit of skin. Under her gaze, James noticed that the areola of her breasts wrinkled slightly, and the nipple. She was deliberately taking her time, but she was enjoying my questions and told me they were refreshing.I didn’t want to say that I didn’t know, but I hadn’t thought about my excited response to be able to articulate the reasons why I loved it. I was surrounded by naked asses, and I wasn’t in trouble, so that was probably more than enough reason. I chose my words carefully and waited until after Becky counted another swat before I answered.“I see that you love each other and count on one. She slowly walked to the other end of the hall and stopped just inside the dark shadows of the hall before entering the room. The dark hallway opened up into a shower room. In front of Ellen to the left was a glass door labeled STEAMROOM. The glass of the door was all steamed up with rivulets of water running down the inside of the glass. Peering to the right side of the room she could see a doorway made of cedar with an engraved wood sign attached to the door; SAUNA. Between the steam room. ” They both looked at each other, smiling, and Jan felt even closer to Jenny, having confided in her. “She's probably about ten years older than me” thought Jan “but she has a lovely face...those eyes and that smile!” She felt herself beginning to flush slightly.“Well” she said, breaking the silence “What are we going to do? We can't let it continue, you having my uncle as a Peeping Tom next door. It's embarrassing! I'll have to have a word with him..” “No, no, don't do that!” Jenny exclaimed..