Michelle, as she told me to call her, was wearing a very expensive looking dress so I took a hanger from my closet and handed it to her. “Very thoug...tful of you,” she said. She turned and I unzipped her, then picked up the dress as she stepped out of it. She took her shoes off as I hung the dress up. I then unclipped her bra and set it on my desk. Her legs were tanned and I was surprised she wasn’t wearing hose. “Now for you,” she said and she removed my polo shirt. I stepped out of my shoes,. Every now and then Iwould glance at the ladies on the bed acting like they were long timeschool friends at a sleep-over. My wife was dressed the same as Becca witha very thin tee-shirt and panties. Her large nipples tenting the thinfabric every time she would lean back. They flipped through the networkchannels giggling and commenting about how sluty that girl looked or howcute that guy was. It was like having two nearly naked teenage girls in myhotel room. Not a bad fantasy at all. My. “Who cuts your grass now?” I said with a chuckle.“Well, poor little old me has to cut it myself since you left town.” She replied.“For now on, I will cut your grass for you. It will be like old times.” She smiled real big and said, “Thanks Dom, you’re the greatest.” We talked for a while at the restaurant and had a few glasses of wine before leaving to take her home. Marcy was a little giggly from the wine and very cute. When we arrived at her house she grabbed my arm as I walked her to. He knew it was true, hehad known all his life that he should have been female. If he hadn't metand fell in love with Larry, he probably would have had a sex change.Tim's love for Larry was immeasurable, he would do anything for Larry.The only problem was the Larry was an almost militant homosexual andcouldn't stand anything feminine in a relationship. So Tim had given uphis dream of becoming a woman to please Larry. Now it looked like hisdream was coming true, truer then he could have ever.