"I'd say she's five feet, five inches, one hundred and twelve pounds, bleaches her short hair, wears a C-cup bra, paints her toenails, has a tiny birt...mark on her left jaw, which she tries to hide with touch-up paint, shaves her pussy, but leaves some of the hair under her arms, was married briefly, no children, hates condoms..." Shaves her pussy?" Chase asked, incredulous."Yeah, do you still want to meet her?" I asked, already dialing the number on the card."Is any of that true?" he asked,. My wife lets me play, as long as I follow a few simple rules.This afternoon I had a few extra minutes before I had to be somewhere, so Iwent to one of my favorite adult bookstores. I had had sex twice with mywifev in the preceding twenty-four hours, but the cocksuckingopportunities don't happen often, so I took full advantage of a spare halfhour.This particular bookstore has a dark arcade with booths that have room fortwo or three. No gloryholes. This place can be hit or miss, so I drove bythe. To make matters worse asI lay there I realised that when I had been knocked out I had lost controlof my bladder and wet my nappy.I grabbed at my wig and tried to fit it in place in the vain hope that shewould not have noticed while expecting the woman to scream at any moment.After the initial shock, however, instead of screaming she simply said,"I'm so sorry for hitting you, are you all right, oh my goodness me you dolook funny."I really had not expected that reaction and was totally taken. "You better put that ring on girl, or this young man is liable to think you don't like him." I slipped it on my finger, then let Tom kiss me again. After that the party really got going and we all relaxed. Tom and Otis found out they shared a love for small wooden figurines, Gramps and Tom had an easy relationship, while Betty, Janie and I sat and watched the men. All in all it was a pleasant evening, and myself, I had it all. I was a girl now plain and simple. Maybe not in the body, but in.