He had condoms and lube at hand, so mine stayed in my jeans pocket. He got up to get ready, and I moved to the side of the bed, my ass right at the ed...e, laying on my back. The bed was tall enough to put his hips right at that level. He came back to me with a condom on and the lube in his hand. I lifted and opened my legs until my thighs were close to my chest (I was more flexible in those days), and waited.He put some lube on his fingers and opened my hole, probing with one finger and then. That’s because I took after my dad’s side of the f****y. They all had tiny feet. With my transformation complete, I checked myself in the mirror adjusted my wig and walked out to show Gigi. ‘Oh my God! s/he squealed walking up to me. ‘You’re adorable!’ But then with a wink s/he got in my face. ‘For a chemo patient! That old wig looks like something people would get to hide the fact that all their hair had all fallen out! And as for these clothes, they look like some frumpy shit you stole from. “How do I taste, daddy?”“Oh, daughter! Your milk is more delicious than your mother’s, but let’s keep that our little secret.”“I think I’m going to come! Can I, daddy? Can I come?”“Yes, my daughter! I want to see you in your most beautiful state.”She washed, then dressed herself.She wore a sky blue knee-length dress and white ballet flats. Meanwhile, Katrina’s mother draped a dark blue hooded cloak over her shoulders. “There! That should keep my lovely little girl warm.”“Thank you, mommy!”“You. Morgana followed. As he dressed, she rummaged through a billfold and took out two tickets.“Here you go—two tickets to the show of your choice, this tour or a future one. Front row seats.”“Wow, this is excellent! Thanks!”Her music wasn’t the kind he usually listened to, but he would give it a good chance.“My pleasure—literally,” she said. “Mm, I can feel it still dripping out of me. You know how to give a woman a good after-tingle, bell boy. Mm. You really rang my bell!”“You mean you really got.