Steven thought that perhaps Karen gave up on making a real dinner anymore because he was never home to eat it with her.Steven closed the door behind h...m and clicked on the kitchen light. A pile of mail lay on the table, along with an overnight package and two drinking glasses. A half-empty pitcher of iced tea stood in the center of the table.Steven walked through the kitchen into the dining room and made his way around into the living room. The television was not on, nor was the stereo. Karen. In the lounge, I found Steve sitting back with a drink, while all the women were lounging in nightwear. Sue's gown was the most provocative as it was near sheer, with enough cleavage showing, that I was afraid I would be tenting my running shorts. Juanita was a close second, and I do have to say, that woman was built nice. Kathy was in a gown similar to Mercy's, but showed more cleavage of her more mature large breasts. Missy and Beth were dressed in similar gowns, with Beth showing more. ”I wasn’t sure if she was serious, so I stood up. She gave me a little smile and got up also.“Are we doing this?” I asked.“Shut up and take me upstairs,” she ordered.It turned out my idea of a day in bed and Cassidy’s were very different. First, I had to talk to her, do her nails and give her a massage. If this was what girls did on sleepovers, count me out. Then she wanted us to do facials. The sad part was she pointed out I had everything we needed. I tried to defend myself by saying Adrienne. You could see the resemblance to who I had been, except, I'd lost over50 pounds and probably six inches in height. I didn't have whiskers, Ididn't even have a male face. Nothing was the same. Men don't havebreasts like this, hands like this, hips like this --- no man has avagina like this.That's when I decided to document my transformation. If I were to retainmy sanity, I needed to step back, take stock. I'd depend on my passionfor my work to be my crutch, my distraction. I'd get to the.