She was everything to me, and I to her. Though she was fucking another man, I knew that she was thinking of me. This reassured me. I knew now that she...would come home to me. She was mine, my wife, and I would spend a lot of time in the days to come reclaiming what was mine.I texted her again, “I love you.” And that was all, which was enough to let me sleep. Well that, four Tylenol p.m.’s and three triple shots of Jim Beam. Knocked me right out.Chapter five: The reclamationI woke at 6:00am.. “That’s good I’m always looking for some Hotties likeyourselves.” Bob teased. “Good for business yah see.”“Yah, but were not interested!” Felicia quickly snapped,as she hated pet names, but more it was the way he waslooking at them. Like he always did. Seeminglyundressing them with his eyes. Felicia just gave him thedirtiest of looks as she thought. “Like we would ever beinterested in a middle aged, slightly balding, penisallychallenged. Some transvestites got some kindof a kick out of dressing as a woman, whether that kick was sexual orotherwise. But how did I feel. I certainly didn't feel as if "the momentI put on the dress my 'inner girl' magically appeared," or did I. Likeany good shrink, Dr. H. began to delve deeper and deeper. Being the kindof person I am, with a few close friends and no more than one or twopeople I would ever confide in, this was very new territory for me. Dr.H. gently steered me through these uncharted. “What were you doing,” you asked. “Were you touching yourself?”I admitted that I was.“Well, don’t stop on my account. In fact, why don’t you tell me what you’ve been doing you naughty girl.”I loved it when you called me a “naughty girl” so I hesitated for only a moment before I jumped in.“Well, I have one hand on my breast. I’ve wet my fingers and the nipple is hard from the cool air. I can almost feel your mouth sucking and nibbling at me. Oooh, you know I love it when you bite me just a.