" She said with a laugh, "But after my experiences of the past few years, it is so nice to know that at least one man likes my company and appreciates...my looks."As she climbed into the tub and sat next to me, I told her,"I have always done that Carole Anne. I was really hurt and sad when we broke up. I had thought we were really making progress towards the day when you would agree to be my wife."She looked at me sadly and said, I don't know what got into me that night John. I was so scared that. While at lunch Cathy got real serious saying I need to push forwardtoward my cure. I told her I thought I would dress as a man for a couplemore weeks while my body changes. But after the beauty salon today, shehad other plans for me. Cathy explained "The sooner you start dressingand learning to be a real woman, the sooner the cure can start." Shesaid she would like me to practice this weekend dressing totally as awoman and try going to work Monday as a 100% woman. Again I got realnervous, she. “One of their jobs is to make sure people don’t drive too fast. I suppose I was, and one of them is right behind me and wants me to stop.”He looks back and sees the lights. “Is this very bad?” he asks.“No, not really. He’ll just give me a ticket, which means I’ll have to pay a fine, a penalty, but that’s all. He probably won’t even want to see your ID, just mine. Just relax, don’t say anything, and we’ll be OK.”We’re stopped now, and I’ve rolled down the window. The cop comes up to my door with. He slammed her a few last times and then lay down on her smooth back, his dick still firmly entrenched in her.“I hope ... Sally ... didn’t hear ... that...” Susy panted.“Probably ... not...” Patrick kissed her pale, sweaty shoulder. The whole neighborhood probably heard that. He was sure that his sister had not missed his mom’s wailing. His hips started moving again. The squelch of Susy’s full pussy filled the room.“Oh ... sugar ... again?” Susy looked to her left. She could see her knuckles.