I have to say that it really is miles of bugger all, very flat country and as my father, who was a Brigadier always said, absolutely ideal for tanks o... cavalry. Just not at the same time and on opposing sides. Now Polish spelling and pronunciation is the stuff of legend but we found a lot of English spoken so it wasn't too bad. We went as far as Kracow which is fascinating, by way of, and returning to Wroclaw, which is pronounced (roughly) Rotswoff, and you can see what I mean can't you? We. Rachel and Cindy had made plans to go out shopping together, so I knew that I would have several hours of uninterrupted viewing pleasure ahead of me. I was already sporting a hard-on just thinking about it when Cindy dropped by to pick up Rachel. Admittedly, Cindy was attractive. And I'd harbored those secret naughty fantasies about seeing her and Rachel together. Again, something that was never going to happen of course, but it was fun to think about.Two attractive women, my wife a shorthaired. I peer constantly into my parents bedroom but I could not catch them in the act of sex. I found myself repeating the act of masturbation again and again. I waited until the house was still and quiet and I would lick my fingers and proceed to bring myself to orgasm after orgasm. I filled with guilt,shame and embarrassment. And yet on a boring rainy Saturday afternoon I found myself wandering across the house and into Ken's bedroom. It was windy and rainy outside but the house was hot and. The illusion,he knew, was poor, but he hoped it might be enough to provoke Mark tosomething.Mark burst into tipsy giggles."What the fuck? Chris, you look like a twat."Chris nonchalantly tossed his head. "I don't care. This is how it'sgoing to be now." Are you really serious? You think you're a...what...a transsexual?"Chris shrugged. "I dunno. I just...I'm not going to be a man. That'sjust not gonna happen. I've decided." That's not normally something you get to decide." Well I ain't.