Sie hatte einen gefälligen und gleichzeitig verbindlichen Händedruck. Dabei schaute sie ihm unnachgiebig und tief in die Augen, was ihn verunsichert... und fast etwas verlegen machte. "Gut sehen sie aus, junger Mann!". Seine Freundin orderte ihm einen Cocktail und er stieß mit den beiden Damen an, die nach dem verbliebenen Inhalt in ihren Cocktailgläsern zu urteilen wohl bereits eine Zeit lang beieinander gesessen hatten. Auch ihr Tonfall wirkte bereits erstaunlich vertraut. Madame, die vom Alter. I brushed the hair over my right ear. Small mounds obstructed my view as I looked down at my small, dainty feet. The hairy arms and legs, which I had gotten so used to, were now hairless with much softer skin. And, as a last check, I reached down. My familiar lump was gone. I had become Angela O'Brien.I left the hospital that night in Angela's school uniform, which she went to the hospital in. It consisted of a yellow button-down short-sleeved blouse with a green plaid skirt. Angela had small. After a minute or so I came up her and pulled out. We got cleaned up and went back outside and lay down in the sun, after 10-15 mins with Anne now naked lying next to me I started to get hard again so I got Anne's hand and put it on my cock again, Anne reacted by opening her legs wide and I just plunged my cock back into her pussy and started pumping away. It was then Yvonne arrived back to see me shagging her friend. She quite calmly got a drink, sat down and watched me fuck Anne. I have never. "I'm just not interested, so get that through your head. And if you try to force me, I will charge you with spousal rape..." she said, firmly, with a confrontational look in her eyes, giving me a warning of her seriousness.I looked at her for a moment, and a wave of despair passed over me."Do you want a divorce?" came out of my mouth, even though that wasn't what I wanted to say right then."No, of course not, David. I LOVE you. I love our lifestyle, I love our children, and I love everything.