But my Tim didn't need marital aids. He's loved me and beendevoted to my happiness from the beginning, and that was enough. I love him all the more b...cause of it. He's so attentive andcaring that I never need to discipline him. In fact he's sosolicitous that sometimes I have to send him on errands just to gethim out of the way.You need to know, first of all, that I live with him as a woman. Not me as a woman, that goes without saying, I mean Tim lives withme not as a man but a woman. He. She paid for lunch we talked and talked." Then Marcy threw herself into Kevin's arms and nestled her head on his shoulder. "You're going to hate me," she said softly.He thought she as about to cry. "I couldn't hate you for anything darling. I love you." Well, you won't when I tell you something." He knew then that Karin had scored. "What is it sugar? I promise I won't be mad no matter what you've done." I haven't done anything. I should say I haven't done anything yet." Her body seemed to. She was East Asian, early 30's, slim, with short-ish hair and wearing a traditional nurse's uniform, a small concession to my fantasy even though she is a doctor. She didn't look sexy or seductive, just attractive, warm and cheerful.She had wheeled in a tray with the devices on it, needed for my session. There was also a bottle of Jim Beam Black bourbon, an Irish Crystal glass and a plastic bowl with ice in it. I had included these on my service order. Lana asked if I wanted anything before mu. My son, Josh, and his friend, Jeremy, who is black, were both seventeen years old and they told me that they were taking dates on the hayride. I didn’t tell Josh that I was going on the trip. Two boys in full costumes on the hayride, an alien and a Wookiee, were hitting on me and giving me some of their hard cider to drink. I ended up getting woozy and fucking both of them in the dark on the truck, not knowing that it was Josh and Jeremy. As it turned out, the coach who was driving our.