She didn't say the "right man," but the right person. It certainly got my hopes up. I stared into her eyes, my inhibitions shedding with my need for s...mething to happen. She leaned over to put her cup on her bedside table, and brushed my arm with her breast. I could feel the electricity of her touch surge through me. As she moved back, I gently put my hand to her face, leaned up, and kissed her on the lips.I pulled back and looked at her. She didn't pull away from me. She simply looked at me.. Finally, that brought me toDeborah.We fell in love and I proposed. But not before I told her about my cross-dressing. I made it clear, I wasn't gay, didn't want to change sex, orwear women's clothes out in the world, but I did like to dress at home.She was stunned a bit by it, but vowed to try to understand. At first,she seemed okay with it, but soon she suggested I just do it by myself.Eventually, it became something she prefer I hide, and if it came up, shetried to talk me out of continuing. Not that would have been a bad thing, but it would have damaged the name of Suppor beyond any chance of repair.His other Brother Jaromir had been sent as a young boy to the Monastery and was raised by the Monks of the Azura Order. Hopefully he would eventually become a bishop or cardinal and thus lent his voice backed by the all powerful church to worldy matters of familiy affairs, but until then Jaromir was as as good as dead.He, Namamir was the youngest and father decided to send him to the. “You can’t complain I’m not feeding you anything while you get my breakfast. Move it, puppy.”Maya nodded. She would have preferred not to have to suck on Sonia’s socks, but if she was honest to herself, it was worth doing that if she got to be touched now and then, too. Her approving words alone made her swoon, and her bond kept inclining her towards being more attentive and servile. It seemed to make her previous feelings for Sonia constantly increase in intensity, to the point that she.