What I also found strange was when I had turned back from Mark's marker; I thought I had seen something in her face as well. I had not been interested...in meeting other women; that didn't mean I wasn't aware if a woman found me interesting. However, as I considered what I thought I had just noticed, it occurred to me it wasn't possible now, I was at least twice her age; why would she be interested in any man my age? Especially somebody as beautiful as this young lady was. I decided it was best. I was drawn to the morning light streaming in like a moth to the flame. Standing naked in the window, high above the street below; I scanned the skyline, hopeful to recognize a landmark or building so I could discern my whereabouts. Nothing seemed familiar. Where was my hubby?My pussy got a work-out last night; I was sore and cum dribbled down leg through my matted, cum-caked pubic hair. Sometimes my hubby can be a little exuberant and last night clearly he indulged himself repeatedly. The. ‘It’s (deep breath) Lori Ann. It’s what my folks would have called me if I were born a girl.’ Gigi walked up to me and grabbed both of my hands and smiled. ‘Lori Ann.’ she repeated. Then she added with a smile ‘Lori Ann the tran. ‘ ‘ It’s time to see how you look.’ I carried my travel bag to a store room and got my stuff out. There was my mom’s old wig, a bra she was going to throw out, a red sweater and a pair of black slacks she never missed. Best of all by a very strange fluke of genetics. "I didn't mean to break your pen." "It's not a pen," I said, "It's an inter-dimensional laser pointer thing I got from Jason." I pressed the two pieces together and a spark jumped down to the floor. It playfully bounced around for a while and--without warning--whipped around in a sudden arc near the Dragons team logo on the center of the floor. A flash of light momentarily embraced the circle on the floor and then disappeared with a puff of smoke. Like a curtain being pulled away the new.