Megan and I went in my Beamer and they followed me. I drove slowly down 880 so they could follow and took the turn-off up the hillside to my house ove...looking San Jose making sure their headlights were always behind me. We all got together in the living room and I opened the sliding glass doors onto the deck to give a panoramic view of the city looking towards San Francisco and the mountains. I took Megan into the kitchen to get some beer and wine and a deck of cards. Megan moved up towards me. ”“Now, tell me which of them I should marry!” I grinned.“Not a chance!” she said with a small laugh. “But you knew I wouldn’t before you asked. If I made you decide right now, who would you choose?”“I have no idea,” I said.“Exactly.”“You’ll stay tonight and tomorrow night. I’ll take you home on Wednesday morning.”“As you wish,” she smiled.We went up to my room and changed into our silk pajamas and got into bed. We cuddled close and I quickly fell asleep, despite the nap I’d taken earlier. I. My last name was subsequentlychanged to their more royal sounding family name. And to make thingslook better, Irene transferred all my assets to a Swedish Bank account.All this while, of course, the three of us were working even harder onmy skills at female impersonation. Besides walking and talking, Ireneinsisted on drilling me in feminine patterns of behavior, including theway I spoke, my handwriting, the words and expressions I used, even theway I thought. She had tapes playing under my. Now I took particular notice. Nice breasts, shaved mound and a smile that said “take me”. She immediately called Randy over and patted his head. He pushed his nose between her legs and licked her pussy. “Hang on honey” said Anthony “I am not ready yet”. But Becky certainly was and ignored him as she spread her legs wider. She looked at me and the look of sheer lust on her face made my pussy throb. At that moment I wanted to be the one to lick her.I quickly regained my composure. “I will leave.