I told her she had nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be ashamed. I gave her courage but nothing was working.Finally, I had to say something in a har...h way to get her back on her feet. She apologized to me and was back to her old self. We then became more close and open with each other. I don’t know. It was like we were getting pulled back to one another. We were being more open.We both loved each other’s company. Love turned to lust as our chats became more and more toward sex. She once. I made a hasty retreat. ~~~~~~The next day at work, Vickie asked if we could talk. “I really don't have anything to say,“ I replied. “I didn't appreciate being spoke to like that or being treated like I was less than a respectable person.”“Please, Misty, let’s talk. Madame Gabriella is really very nice; she’s just… well, very formal. It’s her house and, therefore, we have to oblige her. After all, it’s only a name… Madame not Miss.”I shook my head. ”Vickie, tell me now, right now, what is going. " Becca whispers. "You're- you're not having second thoughts,are you? I mean sure, the fans have all accepted 'non-hormone Steph',but- ugh. I'm not going to pretend to understand what it's like foryou, but my brother DOES understand, and he's always said that when hestarted taking testosterone, it was like all the uncertainty in hislife just vanished, like he suddenly felt like everything about him wasjust, well, 'right'. Don't you want the same thing?" Umm- uh-" I stammer as I'm suddenly put. I wear an old jump suit I haven't used for years; Eddie suggested it. It zips down the front and, as William instructed, I am wearing nothing under it. The man sitting next to me looks into the opening where I have let the zipper rest far down between my breasts. My pussy is wet with anticipation.When I get to the hotel, William opens the door, and smiles at me. When he has kissed me, he looks in my eyes and says, "Strip." I pull the zipper down to the bottom and let the whole thing fall on the.