If i ever get to post real life pictures of myself you'll see i have a thickness about me, i'm not huge by any stretch of the imagination, but i'm thi...h. Anyways, to get to my short story, i've been super busy lately and i've not had a chance to come on here or do much of anything, everyday has challenges, and no one has time. The girlfriend is still seeing that Mistress to understand me better, and Mistress everytime i turn around has a dick in her mouth, same guy but still. it was. " Leila, honey. Just go with the flow. You'll love it. He's sweet in bed but not like you would be! He's sorta quick, if you get my drift. But I mean he really is a dear. He's kind of a jerk anywhere else but nothing to worry yourself about. I can make him do whatever I want!" Kenny giggled but quickly suppressed it. "Think about it for a minute or so. Tell me what surfaces, okay?"I knew immediately what she meant. Hank and Leila were trying to have a baby. I would be having a great deal of sex. There was not a trace of makeup on her face or jewelry. He definitely didn't have to worry about her having d**g problems, a boyfriend, or getting in with the wrong crowd."I got you a little something."He handed her a white envelope that had 'Happy Birthday, Sandy' written on it. He was still in his business suit from the office. It was nothing flashy. It was his working clothes. She ripped the envelope open. Her eyes grew big when she was reading it. Her arms shot into the air with little. After all, I did spend twenty-five years getting used to being a man it was comfortable. Mother wanted me to marry a nice man, but what I wanted was to return to my real body and find and marry a nice girl. I no longer found Cindy desirable in this capacity, but there were other girls and I was sure that my little escapade on the other side of the dressing table could only better my dealings with women.About two weeks before the wedding, Debbie announced that she would not be returning to work.