. good bye, and next one.It therefore was a question of, "In which gender would I have less problems, and have a richer more fulfilling life?"I knew I...couldn't transition 100% into being female. There would always be small but critical discrepancies.My physical features were such that as Conner, I would never be accepted but as Story, I would have little or no problems.In fact, since once having stepped over permanently into cross-dressing, people seemed more readily to accept me as the person. Most were men who wanted to watch their wife/girlfriend having sex with a man while they watched. Presumably watching and wanking off. That sounded a bit weird. How there were three where the man send he was either bi or bi curious. I wanted one who knew he was bi.I contacted Tony. A couple of years older than me. He and his wife Tracy wanted to find a man to have a threesome. He said he was bi and so was his wife. Tony sounded very sure of himself and asked a series of questions. He was very. " Before leaving the room for breakfast the next morning, Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a smoldering kiss saying, "Ronald, I love you more than I can say." They were inseparable at breakfast. It was the first time Kate had fallen in love like this. Not puppy love or transient love, but the real thing, true love. The morning was getaway day and Ronald had to pack. Kate found the clothes she wore on the train on the way to the yacht. Some of the men and women had left. "As a Realtor," she said, "I'd like to examine the kitchen and closet space for the next showing." "Now?" he asked. "Whenever is most convenient for you," said Gail. "How about tomorrow?" "Tomorrow is Friday, and I'll be at work all day. Realtors have been bringing people through it all week while I'm at work, so I have no problem with that." "Good!" said Gail. The following day, Gail was in the house once again. She walked right past the kitchen without even glancing in, and.