She folds it and places it on the table with the tie. Moving back around in front of him, she runs her fingers through the sparse hair on his chest. �...�I didn’t mind, though. He had a good face. An *interesting* face.’ She tugs on a few of his chest hairs, causing pinpricks of pain. Reaching down, she picks up the shaving dish, takes the brush in her other hand, and begins lathering his chest. ‘He never said, but I think he wished his chest was hairier. Very important sign of machismo, to all the. ‘Mr Moore, the sleaze that I came in with is my solicitor, Ronny Macintosh. I can’t say that I like him very much, but he’s a damned good lawyer. If you should need his services, he’ll be only too pleased to take on a divorce case for you as well. I’ve already spoken to him, he won’t charge you too much because I have him under retainer and he can run the two cases together.’ Well, I think that was the gist of what Sonya said, neither my mind nor my memory was working properly by that time.. Then on down to lick around and in her sex lips, probing inside with my tongue furled and aware that I too was now getting a mixture of chocolate and sex juices. Once I felt I had licked up all traces of the mousse, I moved my lips and tongue between her upper thighs, her engorged sex lips, the moist love tunnel between, and her prominent clit. She now moved her hands from behind her head to her breasts and started feeling herself, pulling on her nipples, and rolling her head as she became. A transsexual can be all his life a man dressed as a femalepermanently or occasionally. This is what you are the past month, isn'tit darling Marcia?"He looked at me puzzled, I was a bit sarcastic and ironical in my lastphrase but I did it deliberately, I wanted to corner him a bit, hecouldn't pretend that after a whole month of being Marcia everything wasas normal as before. I had to admit that I was revaluing my relationshipwith Mark/Marcia. I was enormously fond of him, I was even happy.