Then, another of those life changing thingshappened.In 2001, the shelter that I had gone through the program at called.They didn't know anything about...Tanya of course, but they did want tosee if I would come on staff. Instead of working nights, though, Iwould have to work weekends. I would have all week to be Tanya, buthave to be a man for the entire weekend. I wouldn't even be able tounder dress during this time, because I didn't know how they or thestreet people would react. But because. They offered their condolences about the breakup, pushed gently for juicy details they could pass on to the local gossip mill, but mainly settled for my nondescript answers. We talked about the kids… their two boys and my daughter… and about upcoming events. I was immensely sad to realize that, in lieu of talking, I had been drinking, and now my beer was empty. It was early yet to be heading home, but there was really nothing else to keep me there. However, when I tried to make my excuses and. ’ They retired to the dining room, and Dinah laid out dinner of roast, mashed potatoes, gravy, bread, salad, carrots and a large coconut cake for dessert. Everyone ate in silence, save a grunt from Jonas occasionally as he rarely was treated to a fabulous home-cooked meal such as this. Ian kept watching Dinah’s face as she pondered the offer before her. She looked at Jonas: he was a handsome man in her eyes, and he had done so much for them. She looked at her husband, wondering what he thought. And then her orgasm overflowed and she was incoherent with sexual climax. I reached down and through her legs and started to stroke Joanne. Neither of us moved from Tony’s front and rear.“Oh, no, really. I couldn’t, not again. I umm. I oooh I OOOOh. I ahhH! Yumarhgh!” Total incoherent delight at an unexpected second orgasm. By this time my tongue was inside her. The taste wasn’t that good to be honest; I was pretty sure she had a shit on the way; but on the other had the chance of doing this.