‘God knows I try,’ she continued. ‘I try and I try and…you know, he has this preconceived notion of what a woman — no, a wife — should be....I should be perfect and, well, I guess I just shouldn’t enjoy sex.’ ‘What?’ ‘I don’t know, James. He pushes me away every chance he gets. Sex is on his watch, on his schedule. I’m just…there.’ ‘What do you…’ ‘I want things,’ she continued, as if he wasn’t even there. She began impatiently rubbing her legs back and forth across his lap. ‘I try to initiate. He started to drool. ‘The factory only built two of these!’ They had apparently only built two because the engine needed two hours of tuning to make it work right for every one hour of running, unless you knew the tricks. Not that it didn’t run well, but it was hard to start, and didn’t idle well, Marty said it was because of the camshaft timing, but when it was right, it would pull your hair out of your head with its acceleration. As Marty said, ‘Who is going to idle a 500 Flash?’ Mary Ann’s. I sort of fell in the middle, and didn't expect to get any taller. I knew I wanted to dress as a girl as often as I could and by the time I was 15 and starting high school, I was well aware of men who dressed as women. In fact I had found a lot of sites on the Internet that catered to them, and had printed out a lot of information, from how to make your own breastforms and padding to how to do makeup and hair. Experimenting, I made some birdseed breastforms and had cut some foam rubber into. So, at last, we looked around at our lovers and mates and giggled just a little. What were the odds that we’d actually pull off creating a family out of such different people and be loving and supportive to each other? I loved every one of these women—no longer my girlfriends, but my life partners. I’d call them wives.No matter how we wanted to all be cuddled together, there just isn’t a way twelve humans can comfortably sleep in one king bed. The suite was plenty big, so we moved the furniture.