”“Wait, who has this diagnosis?”“Stephie. My friend in Georgia. Her fiancé called me. I talked to her a bit, but she’s not talking much.”... heard her flipping through pages for a minute or so.“Ovarian cancer. And you said it’s serious?”“Yeah,” I said.“Don’t get too crazy about this, Tiger. Wait until she has her appointment with the oncologist and they discuss treatment and prognosis. You heard this third hand - from Stephie’s fiancé?”“Yes.”“OK. If they caught it early, that’s good. That’s a. "Just worry about looking and acting as a perfect lady for yourdate tonight," Diana slyly laughed. Bright red polish wasapplied and I was slowing being changed into a female. The nextstop was the beauty salon and there I began to wonder if I wouldever again be allowed to be a man again. The wig was removed andthe beautician informed me Diana had ordered a full and verycomplete make over. Firstly hair extensions were securelyattached to my own hair. My lengthened hair was washed, cut,bleached a. She handed one of them to me and told me to make sure the seam at the back was straight. I was almost shaking as I rolled the stocking up his leg and Pauline did the same with other leg. He stood up and we fixed the stockings to the hanging suspenders. His cock was continuously twitching and I could see precum forming on the head of his cock.Pauline wiped it off with her finger and put it in his mouth and said, ‘I know how much you like the taste of your precum.’Then Pauline walked over to the. It relaxes me and get me ready for the day. By the way, this is not the same park that I give a man the handjob at in one of my previous stories.Last Friday wasn't going to be as busy as other Fridays normally are. It was my weekend without my boys, so I didn't need to grocery shop. I'd be working all weekend and not home. I still had a few minor errands to run, but could take my time.The day started out chilly, but it was going to warm into mid 70's quickly. I put on a pair of sneakers, grey.