He'd lived his life curled up so tightly that he had never really lived at all, but she'd seen the wildness underneath the restrained exterior. She'd ...ried so hard to reach him, but at every turn he'd u*********sly blocked her. The full moon glowed above his shoulder, casting his features into darkness as it illuminated her own. "What do you want?"She looked up at him. She wished she could see his eyes. So many nights his eyes had haunted her. She wanted to get lost in them. "I want you. I want. " Well, actually, Vicky, there is more. I need your help each morning. It's my grooming as well as dress that has to be done with your help. My body is supposed to be hairless from the eyebrows down: like shaved smooth armpits and all." Is that all? You have no hair on your chest and your legs are smooth too. So what? am I supposed to shave your armpits. No big deal." It's not just my armpits, Vicky. You wouldn't know this, but in the last year I've started to grow some pubic hair ... and. I am not sure if you want to be a woman now orin other words if you are transitioning or becoming a transexual or ifyou just want to become a full time transvestite or even just a part timeone. If you decide to become a transexual I will do what I can to supportyou and I will pay for your operation but it could spell the end of ourmarriage. I have a thing about transvestites and I have always thoughtyou were a repressed transvestite, probably because you have beenmentally clinging to misguided. I’ve since deleted them, but...” I gave a defeated shrug.She smiled. “I think we can work with this. Though obviously not tonight, since I’m not dressed for it.”I chuckled. Only I could make an elegantly dressed woman in a high end bar be out of place!“Do you have a specific timeframe in mind?”I shook my head.“Then let’s talk about other things,” she said as she took a sip of her drink, “and I’ll let you know when I have things set up.”I relaxed at the implied acceptance of my proposal.She.