They they approached the bed. I felt those wonderful lips of my wife meet mine. A long hot passionate kiss. Our tongues danced and then she released a...d began to kiss my cheeks, my chin, my neck, my shoulders. A tender open palm slide up and down my chest pausing to tease my nipples. Then I felt her lips near my ear, whispering, "I told you tonight would be special."Then as I continued to feel her hot breath on my neck, I felt a hand on my cock. Her hand, but her touch was more nervous and. But to have your father announce that he is now a she, that he's decidedto become your mom instead...well, I'm sorry, but that's still outside therealm of what anyone can reasonably expect a nineteen-year-old to dealwith, that's just plain fucked-up. That just makes a mockery ofeverything; it's as if he--I'm sorry "she"--just doesn't give a shit howmuch embarrassment he's causing everyone else around him, mostsignificantly, yours truly.And he's supposed to love me, right? He always said he did,. I was disappointed by myself and was feeling shame that can’t speak english.At night time I discussed this scenario with my husband and he told me to learn english, i asked him can he teach me , he refused it by saying that he have lots of office work and told me to join classes. Next morning I was thinking about the idea of joining the classes, but i was unknown about the classes , suddenly door bell rang and it was shubham(our neighbour boy) he come for some food ingredients, i hand over him. The judge pronounced sentence. * * * * * * * * To my amazement it was in prison I met up with Crikey again, my slit trench companion for that one night in Italy. He had not returned to the comfortable parish he had left to become an army chaplain, instead, after being demobilised, had become a prison chaplain. He didn’t recognise me at first which is not surprising because it had been a dark night. It was only as I described our conversation that he remembered. He asked me if I wanted to make.