The night sounds become masked by the rushing in my ears and my fingers curl like claws and dig into the back of his neck. My mind and body are someho... becoming separated. My mind is screaming for him to take me while my body is becoming aroused beyond endurance. My breath becomes shallow, almost panting with anticipation, and my mind fills my ears with the sound of rushing surf upon some imagined shore. The night hides me and yet I feel the heat from his body. I want to tell him what my mind. That's a pretty rare combination. Such beautiful clothes! It wasalways fun to assume a female persona for a time. With slim fingers hewent through the evening dresses and decided on a classic Chanel. Weber rang for his newly acquired maid. "Would you help me dress, Maria?" Weber made it a point to learn all hecould about his clients before hand."Si, madam." Soon he was admiring his new reflection. Even at fifty this body was aknockout. The beautiful dress looked gorgeous. And he had. I lived in our flat and brought up Julia there for a little while until we had to move. I had some problems with stalkers, and the security firm couldn’t make the place safe. I bought the old Anderson place near your parents.”I remembered the building; it was a rambling old house set in a couple of acres of land with a tall wall all around the grounds. As a boy, I’d climbed that wall to scrump apples from the orchard. “Nice place for the pair of you,” I said.She looked at me coyly, “I bought it. ..!” I tried to find the words to say, but everything kept getting jumbled in my head and I couldn’t find the right ones to speak.“I tell you what, let me tell you a secret, hopefully it will make you feel better. I masturbate a lot too. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, girls get horny also, especially me. I sometimes go at it like a jackrabbit. It’s fun and helps me relax sometimes and makes me sleepy a little when I don’t feel tired.” She told me.I stood there, my eyes opening wide at her.