I asked him did hehave a name that he wanted me to call him. The question seemed to puzzlehim for a few seconds before he understood why I was asking ...im. 'Paula,' he replied softly. 'Hi Paula, you're going to be my lover. My sweet sexy lesbian lover,' Itold him or maybe I should use her. I told him that I was a lesbian and that I must have sensed the womanwithin him when we'd met that morning. I then asked him if this was whathe wanted and was he sure that he wanted to be a woman. Before he. Be honest. Do you really? I don't think so. I loved her, man. I still love her, dammit. And now look! Watch how my heart twitches in my hands. It is bleeding to death.Look!Ah yes. Now your real men's eyes look away, eh? Why do you look away? Are you afraid of some blood?Or are you disgusted with a man showing his feelings?Anne and I have been married for almost nine years.I guess it is a cliché to say they were the best years of my life. But they were. They were magical and yet so very common.. That had been one of the things she'd felt insecure about before the beginning of our relationship, and she felt much less so now. She was proud of many of the things she'd done, and eagerly pointed them out to us.]The Main House looked great! The moms and Ava insisted there was a huge amount to do yet, but I couldn't see where. So they started listing all the stuff that was missing, "That wall needs a picture on it; we need a rug over there; we don't like the drapes in this room and want to. Dad did." Wow! That's pretty heavy," Lisa remarked."Yeah. Well, at any rate, one of the most important things that Phil taught me was that sperm could be very dangerous for a girl." But of course, that still didn't stop you from getting fucked by Daddy," Lisa observed."No. It didn't. It only made that very first night with Dad really scary." So what exactly happened that first night, Jan? I want you to tell me the whole story. And try not to leave out anything important. Okay?" Okay. But just.