Lacey fell back to sleep so I found it the perfect opportunity to take a shower to clear my head. I stood under the hot water just relishing the feeli...g of it cascading over my body. After just standing there for what felt like hours, the water started getting cold so I decided to get out. I quickly dried off and walked naked out of the bathroom. I was then treated to a nice surprise. Lacey was still lying naked on our bed but she was no longer asleep. Her eyes were closed but her fingers were. I will stop asking you this question. I will stop be open with you. I only thought you enjoyed it. That made me so happy. I’m sorry.I hugged her tightly. She went silent for a moment. She really missed her husband. The open talk she had with her son reminded her of him. The time she spends with her son was like having her husband back.If she had this relationship with someone else, she would have felt like cheating on her husband. But it was different with her son. She understood what her son. Well, to be fair it's four c's and the other is cock, though it's more a lust thing rather than love.I only mention this as a recent event led me to consider removing chocolate from the list and replacing it with a rather beautiful and perfect cock.My adventure begins in "guy mode" in the little town square over the station bridge from my house. I was originally going to meet a friend in sainsbury's and get something to eat but she cancelled on me and I'd already left the house, so I thought. Even if you asked Suzette if she enjoyed her feminization her mouth wouldbetray her and answer a resounding yes in the cutest feminine voice you everheard. If you laughed or so much as even giggled Suzette's little clit wouldswell with excitement from the humiliation. The trip to Europe wasn't justto force Suzette's mind in to the role of maid, but also to transform herbody. Suzette's curse was to be as feminine as possible and to be programmedto serve no other purpose than the happiness of her.