Regardless, she was grateful to whatever was responsible. The next two pulses of cum felt a little like drinking from a hose.She doesn't like swallowi...g but she also doesn’t hate it, and sometimes it's hard not to accept. Some nights, in some ways it's even hard not to enjoy it. He shows her how much he wants it, and he uses that. Sometimes he just commands her to satisfy him. Sometimes it’s the price of getting to fuck him again. On occasion, he doesn’t even ask, and she spits it back at him.. She told me he was off for six months and he told her I would like to just relax and stay at home for the six months, he would do all the house work, cooking, washing and grocery shopping. and that was the agreement they had. She liked it until one day he told her he wanted to be a female for a man, just to see how it would be.Now that is where I come in, no accident she wanted to go for a drink and follow up with taking me home with her and find out if I were willing. She told me I know you. I've had it! This marriage is dead. Dead! So why not just sign a damn paper saying so and let us bury it?"The minister's face grew red, but his voice remained low and he was calm. Maddeningly calm, as far as Paula was concerned."Now, now, Paula. Please sit down. Take a deep breath."She ignored his words and stayed where she was. The minister sat back and said nothing for a full minute, just looking at her. Paula grew uncomfortable under his gaze, and she felt silly just standing there. She gave. Tom’s dad was a doctor, and from stories he had been told, he knew this was not going to end well. After about 15 minutes, the doctor came out, took Karen’s hand. Without saying anything at first, she knew.“Mrs. Peterson. I am so sorry ... his injuries were just too massive, I really wish we could have done more.”Karen just fell on Tom, wailing and crying. Tom took her to a room where she could just let it all out. After about an hour, Tom said. “Karen, I will take care of everything. I am.