At that moment, he felt truly alone, tears came again unbidden and he swatted them away angrily as he arrived at his tent. A small square tent of whit... canvas, his father’s quartered gold and black flag blew softly in the wind outside it. Matthew lifted the flap of his tent and stepped inside, a brazier filled with hot coals lit up his tent and filled it with a welcome warmth. His furnishings were modest like his tent, an iron wrought chest containing all his belongings, upon it a pewter wash. Soon she was naked. She stoodbefore him and took a pose. She put one foot in front of the other, itwas bent at the knee with her heel off the ground in a pose she saw onmodels and beauty contestants. "Like what you see?" Yes you are very pretty." Pretty hot you mean."Dr. Zaaijer looked at Mikie appraisingly. She was all girl, well on herway to being a woman. She stood five foot seven with a pretty face. Shehad lost a lot of weight since coming to Dr. Zaaijer. Her breasts werefill with. Thethought of being totally immersed in femininity was almost more than Icould handle but I knew there would be more to come, much more! He would never let me forget I was his wife now. He would read hisevening paper in the dining room but always watch me mince around thekitchen preparing dinner. He'd concentrate on the rustling petticoats,the skirt and the seamed nylons that zipped and shined as I moved and thehigh heels that clicked on the floor as I went about my kitchen duties.Then he. He asked if it was okay if he took a viagra.“Of course,” I said, “anything you want.”“Anything?”“Yes, anything.” “I'm a kinda pervert,” he said, grabbing my hand. “Follow me.”He led me to the king-sized bed in his room and that’s when the gentleman changed. I’d thought he would appreciate my lingerie but he ordered me to take it all off and get on the bed. I did and turned to see him undressing and grinning. He then got between my legs and began licking and fingering me, roughly and very fast..