I could not get hard. I had jerked off that morning and my pecker was reminding me that my jerking-off-twice in one day were long gone. I gave up and ...e reached over and tried again. He rubbed and stroked but nothing happened. "Too old," I said.He chuckled and said "Same here. I've had prostate surgery so I don't get off anymore."Did your wife give you head?", I ask."Not anymore now. She used to suck me off. Or, at least how she did it, that is what she called it. She just put the tip of my. He made me realize that your fantasy doesn't mean that you don't love me or that you want to leave me but that you really do just want to try something new."Stacy continued, "After wrapping my head around the whole thing I asked him how I could meet someone to help you fulfill your fantasy. I told him that I was worried about finding someone that was safe and would treat us with respect. Finally, he suggested that he help us out. He's clean, respectful and I trust him, so I invited him to come. I love you my brother, my lover, my husband, my Lord. I will be with you for the rest of our lives."Carol burst into tears and sobbed into my chest. And me without a handkerchief again. On the other hand, what did a little more liquid on me matter, compared to what had already been smeared over me. It would probably make me cleaner.When she'd had a good cry, I said, "I love you too, you know?" Yes, I know. Both you and Julia do. More than I deserve." -- I was obviously going to argue with that,. He well understood the doctors' reasoning for maintaining his dailyhormone regime, adjusting and monitoring it as needed; he had no way ofproducing testosterone thanks to his castration, and the years of beingforced to take female hormones had led them to believe that reversal,while not impossible, could never return him to what he had been.This was all carefully explained to Jack and, while he agreed withtheir reasoning and continued his treatment, it still took many monthsto come to terms.