Yes, he didn’t just change me, He transformed me into a woman and I loved him for it. He encouraged me to wear more revealing clothing – nothing s...utty as I still had to work and live in the village – but whatever I wore it was without bra and panties. Walking to work, I had nothing to do but think about Renaud. Gradually I became more aware of people around me seeing me in a different light – a more mature and confident woman – a woman with class and dignity! I took real pride in my. I reached into my night stand and pulled out one of my vibrators, put fresh batteries in it and turned it on low as to not arouse his suspicion ;)I used my phone to watch porn while I masturbated right behind him. Mostly lesbian, but some anal. I vibed myself for a good 20 minutes on low before I turned it up and really got into it. I was really excited, totally soaked by the time he realized what I was doing. I was moaning loudly, and gyrating on the bed behind him. Then he turned around and. … Inside me. …”“Really? But we …”“Fuck me John. Fuck me now!”I was so ready for him. He climbed over me under the covers and slid in easily.“Oh Yes Yes. So good. So good,” I moaned as another orgasm swept over me.But after all that had happened already, it was going to take John a long time to finish. We switched to doggy and he gave me another orgasm. John finally came when I was sitting on him, facing him and leaning back so he could. ’ — He had expected to be shocked. Had expected to feel fear or panic when he said it. He had been thinking the words for weeks, of course. Swallowing them each of the numerous times they’d hovered on his lips. Knowing at some point he wouldn’t be able to prevent them from darting out and then they would be out there, hanging between them. Forcing them to face the inevitable. He had desperately wanted to avoid it. Not because the words weren’t true, they felt like the truest thing he’d ever.