My husband left for work early in the morning before I set off to the spa which is typical for him so didn't even get to say goodbye, I know it's only...a week but not really the point and this really annoyed me, the journey took longer then expected train delay and late taxi my day was not going well, I was so stressed by the time I arrived at the spa but I was greeted by a lovely girl called Nicole who told me about all the treatments on offer, she could see I was stressed and convinced me a. They were tattered and worn. My favorite were the bisexual pictures where the men and women were together but the men also sucked each others dicks. I liked that, but i always imagined me being the female and being used by the men in the pics. They looked so pretty.Well this summer in my stash box i had some porn and lipstick and nail polish. As well as a compact mirror and the ever necessary nail polish remover. Just the simple essentials a budding tgurl needed. I took panties and bras from. I was even the first person to hold her after she hatched. I cleaned her up and handed her to her parents." What about Max's dad? What happened to him? Do you even know which of your lovers he is?" I asked.I winced as Rikku punched me on the arm, "By the time I had gotten pregnant with her, I had calmed my wild ways. Mostly. When Maxine was just an egg, I knew the father had to be one of two men. A handsome red-haired hatchling man with an amazing physique but a tiny penis or a crazy one night. The first one was Mark Radler, a teen I had seen around the neighborhood and recognized painting my fence early this summer. Mark was a tall kid with good looking features. His wavy black hair was always unkempt but his goatee was always nicely trimmed. He wasn't built but he did have muscles and a nice tan. He wore a 'MILF Hunter' tee-shirt with the sleeves ripped out exposing an 'eagle' tattoo on his right arm and a 'middle finger' tattoo on his left arm. His faded black jeans were torn at.