” She paused, then said: “Actually, Laura, I’ve got a feeling that I’m going to look back on our time together as an equally beautiful time fo... me.” “Oh my darling…” I drew her close to me, kissing her mouth, her throat, covering her face with kisses. “You’re making me want to fuck you the way you’ve been fucking me…” “Oh yes, I want you to…” “…but first I want to hear about you and Katherine. You were just seventeen – and she must have been…” “Same age as mum. Nearly forty.” “A lot. Gary greeted her with a very unenthusiastic ‘hi’ and held the door to let her in. One look at him brought tons of guilt down on Julie instantly. He looked terrible. His eyes were red and there were bags under them. He hadn’t shaved in the last couple days at least. And he was dressed in old, wrinkled clothes that clearly said he was paying absolutely no attention to what he looked like. He said nothing as he led her to the kitchen table. ‘Want anything to drink?’ he offered in a monotone. Julie. She got a little angry and hit me again and we started a pillow fight in no time. I was winning. After 5-6 minutes, we were tired and while fighting, my t-shirt got removed and I let her win. She was happy and we laughed.It took us 2 minutes to bring back our senses and she realized I was not wearing my shirt. She looked at my average body with her luscious eyes. I was observing her every move.I then told her it’s her time to show her upper body to me to make this even. She was blushing a lot. She thought of the book idea, she thought ofincreasing my dressing and well, taking hormones and even the surgery onmy nose and neck." Well, you think about it. We'll support anything you decide and if youwant to cross-dress around here, well, we'll support it completely." Dressed? Like a woman?"The dean nodded."You'd like me to be dressed when I taught?" Sure. It fits, doesn't it? I think if you're teaching your book nextspring, you can certainly afford to at least cross dress when you.