It'll save time."About ten minutes later Aaron was sitting at the work table in Frank's office. Jeannette brought them coffee. "Where do we stand on g...tting the forecast wrapped up?" Frank demanded."I met with Dr. Lowell on late Friday afternoon," Aaron recounted. "We went over all the projects and the timing. I worked the weekend to put it together." Good so far," Frank nodded."He made a lot of changes to the original plan," Aaron continued. "He did a lot of shuffling on projects, and some of. Becoming a girl is all I think about all day everyday. The way thehormones have made me look and feel over the last few months, I'm moreemotional and in touch with my feelings and when I see how my body ischanging I love it, I feel like i'm becoming a girl and I don't want it tostop."I started to tear up as I was talking. Mom got up and walked around thetable and gave me a hug, a hug we held for a while, then she handed me atissue to dry my tears. "It does feel good to cry doesn't it." I. Finally, I find myself parting your legs and planting both my knees in between them, my arms each on one side of your body propping myself up as our kissing becomes harder and longer, our tongues diving deeper into one another’s mouths. Raising up off the deck of the boat I pull you up and into my arms. Picking you up and carrying you into the bedroom of the ship. By now the sun has begin to set on the bedroom which is lit by a purple and orange sky. I lay you down sliding onto the bed with. Coarse hemp stuff, dull beige, but far better in this warm climate than my woolen clothes."Nicer buttocks," she grinned, covering her mouth."What do you want?" I went over to the window. "I told you that I ... That you still are my..." Slave?" Yes," I said, a bit embarrassed."Can't we let the matter rest? Let me in, please. The sun will rise in a moment, and I still don't want to be caught staring in."I shrugged. Last night I had told her that I expected her to accept her slavery, and she had.