Ele me perguntou se eu estava com calor, e sem que eu respondesse, tirou minha blusa, falando de uma forma carinhosa. Ele depois me pediu pra levantar... e tirou minha calça. Eu estava sem reação, muito excitada de estar na frente dele de calcinha e sutiã. Estava com uma calcinha lilás, de lacinho, enfiada na bunda. Ele se levantou também, e começou a tirar as calças. Tirou com calma o cinto, o botão, e abriu o zíper. Eu estava tremendo, sabia que estava prestes a enfrentar meu medo. Ele abaixou. " Hey, don't apologize to me! I'd be the last one to argue for this one. Go, by all means; she could probably use someone to talk to. I expect she's probably been feeling the same thing as the boy wonder here all day."Allison started to say something but then her eyes got big and she said, "Oh my God!"Bob glanced at me but I just shook my head in confusion so he turned back to her. "What?" It just hit me. Bob, do you think that may actually be true?" Do I think what may actually be true?" That. The next time Sue and I went out in public, I wore a wig, a simple dress with a front-buttoned top over my nursing bra, and a touch of makeup for effect, rather plain appearance, but passable. Although I felt strange at first, I quickly grew accustomed to presenting as a woman. My attachment to our baby had aroused some unusual feelings within me, and the fact that I was posing as a woman...a mother...seemed all very natural, and desirable. At feeding time, we went into the ladies lounge. While I dressed in my cold weather clothes, I put water on to boil for the morning coffee. I cooked cheese and eggs and made toast while I drank my first cup of coffee. While the eggs cooked I boiled water for the two cups to go into Big Bubba thermos. I carried it all onto the deck to sit in the sunshine with Hondo.He ate his egg and kibble covered in protein powder. He was good about not being a picky eater. He did show that he enjoyed my food more than kibble. That was okay because I enjoyed.