When she was satisfied, she took a step back, then squatted down, herlegs apart, picked up the toothbrush he had laid beside the bowl andhanded it to ...im. She always liked to watch this up close. With nohesitation, he did what was expected, to give her a show of his lovefor her and anything that came from her. He dipped it into the piss andbegan brushing his teeth, dipping it often enough so that his mouth wasthoroughly overwhelmed with the taste of her strong piss. Before he wasfinished, he. "I said, I always wonder what they're thinking of, when they're like this. Do they dream?"Taylor looked at their first child. She had no answer.Red ... Red is coming...There is nothing worse than bad school pizza.Mind you, "good" school pizza is no great shakes either. It's better than many of the other options, but you mostly get it because it LOOKS like pizza even if it doesn't taste like it, and you can fool yourself into believing you're somehow gaming the system by eating such a treat. She had a lot of things to focus on andcrying over the past was not on her list. One interesting thing wasthat two of her old firm's clients called her saying that they wereunhappy with the support they were getting and would she take an annualretainer to be a consultant? Within the next six months, three othersfollowed suit. At about this time, the re-assignment surgery wascomplete. She was now Irene in every possible way. Loving the feeling,she couldn't stop remarking about how many. That was when she heard the banging of a car door and looking down she saw that the taxi was just pulling away, and she caught a glimpse of the top of Dan’s head as he vanished under the building.Lust, uncertainty, excitement led her into a spin of how to do this. Should she remove the robe and be naked as he came through the door. No, he would want to do that. Should she hide and have him find her?Good idea, but her moist thighs told her that she could not suffer the wait. Should she sprawl.