Then, they start changing, too. His T-shirt turns into some kind of pink blouse. It was kind of sheer, and I could actually see the lines of the..th... bra he was wearing all of a sudden. His jeans changed, too. They just kind of grew up his legs and turned into a pair of white shorts -- with no damn bulge in them where a guy's family jewels should be. He had on pink socks and girls sneakers, too." Then, all of a sudden, everything started moving again. Mark looks at me like everything's. For a long time I thought I wouldn't need to write you at all. But something inside me makes me need to tell you that I really did love you, a love so deep it scared me. And I don't blame you for what you did. I know you and Yvette were lovers before you met me, and it's hard to turn your back on that. I probably would have lied, too.Now that I know we won't see each other again, I can tell you that I still think of you often. I also remember the times we spent together. All of them. Nothing. She looked at me as she did so, smiling nervously as if for approval before handing the platter to me for placement on the tray.I had to admit that I was impressed at her intuitive understanding of what I wanted for breakfast. The girl got it right down to the last detail, including my love of papaya juice as a beverage. How many knew that about me? I was even more pleased when she didn't hesitate to sit next to me at the table."Will Master need some relief before he eats?" the swarthy babe. Then with a start I heard her say, “Well just don’t stand there. Get undressed and crawl in here.”I dropped the sheets and as I walked around her bed I took off my pants and underwear in one move. She raised the sheets and I slid under them and moved close to her. She put her soft hand against my cheek and said, “God what am I doing?” Then moved her hand to the back of my head and drew me closer.I looked deep into her brown eyes as she drew me closer to her lips. They were soft and glossy and.