Once she was taken off my hands by the staff nurse I went back to my office. I wracked my brains for weeks, trying to make her talk or show some kindo... emotion. I played music for her during our sessions; I even read storiesto her. Nothing helped; she just sat there looking at her hands. I was her doctor it was my job to find out what was wrong with her and cureher if at all possible. Everything I tried failed. It had been raining that day, I watched Sam from my window as she sat. She gasps and pouts in a sexy sort of way."well you certainly know how to capture a woman's attention"He smiles and picks up the candle. He dips his thumb into the warm wax and massages her nipple.She closes her eyes and enjoys the warm wax, then his touch, which makes her shiver with anticipation.He smiles and dips a finger in the wax, drawing flowing shapes on her abdomen and letting the wax warm her hot, tight body.He reaches for something by the bed and begins to caress her. Her eyes. “Cheers,” he said and she turned to meet his eyes. Their glasses met as thunder rolled. She smiled and took a sip. He kissed her. The wine melded with the juices of his mouth tasted amazing and she felt the juices flow between her legs as they had so many times that afternoon.A bolt of lightning struck and startled her. They broke off the kiss and stared into the storm, his right arm tight around her waist, his body pressed against her. The thunderclap startled her again and he held her closer,. I don't think I am a woman andI don't want to live like a woman.I fully enjoy hetro sexand I am very comfortable as a man. The thing is, I havethis kink where I like to dress up as a woman and have sexwith men. I like to fuck men and be fucked by men, I like tosuck men and be sucked by men all while dressed as a woman.This has caused some relationship problems but there maystill be an accepting woman out there for me, who knows? Myother stickler is that I am clean, no diseases and I want tostay.