Alana tightened around him as the rest of her transformation took place and he grunted in delight at the feel of her tunnel clasping him. She raised h...rself up and slid back down on him, smiling and holding his eyes, green to blue. 'Oh yes' she gasped out, and hearing her voice, her true voice, her accent, her intonation hitting his ears drove him wild. This was the woman he loved, and had done for so long now, and he was inside of her finally. He reached up and took a hold of her, thrusting. I make you a lovely dinner. Steak, sautéed mushrooms, baked potato with fixin’s, and maybe some steamed broccoli with a cheese sauce? (What do you like to eat? What would you want me to cook for you?)I set the table, light the candles, dim the lights.You’ll be home soon, so I take off my apron and touch up my make up. My hair is long, down past my shoulders now, full of soft curls. I brush it out a bit, to give it that big, bedroom hair look.My painted lips are red and glossy. My eyes are. I guess I just didn't know how to do it. I was starting to get angry."I'm fucked up I guess, I can't do this, I'm broken, you just have to stop. I'm sorry I wasted your time." I squirmed away from Slick's tender understanding and got off the bed in a huff. I stormed over to the bathroom and slammed the door. I wasnt in there very long before Slick knocked on the door."Tig, come out of there, now. That's enough" Shut up, what do you know?" Tig, now."I looked at myself in the mirror. I had heard. She worked in a law office and always was dressed very sexy in a professional way, dresses nylons and heels. Her and her friend were always getting hit on at the bar and that seem to make them both feel sexy as most of the guys that hit on them were younger. Mom didn't handle her drinking very well,after 3 glasses of wine she was toast. Her friend Lisa would always help her in the house and to the couch where she would pass out. I would take off her heels and cover her up with a blanket. Since.