But make sure you read the seventh part carefully when time comes because it sure isn’t the end for some people!* Two Weeks Later John came into my ...oom. I soon became used to his nightly visits. I had a feeling he was becoming fond of me as well because he seemed to be a lot more sensual instead of just fuck and leave. We started having a lot of fun with foreplay and whatnot and I had a feeling I would miss him more than anything. I would be sad to forget him. He came onto my bed and started. Further, the location of Bacchanalia is good, but the other paintings are hung out of order. Have you never exhibited work that tells a story?” Thank you, Doctor Bychkova.“Now look here, young man. Who do you think you are to be ordering things rehung to your liking?”“I’m the artist.” I walked out of the room to find Clarice. It wasn’t difficult. She and Melody were waiting near the door. Clarice was smiling. She’d been listening.“Good work. Anything else you need, sir?” she asked.“Why aren’t. Yes, with that, the path toward full feminization was well under way.I also considered having Dieter take estrogen like Billie, but I hadn’t decided yet. I had to do something soon. Dieter’s health declined far worse than expected and it was my damn fault for not giving him the testosterone in a timely fashion. We had all agreed to that, but I should have made a quick decision for one hormone or the other, not left him unregulated like that. It was a rookie mistake, having never had a eunuch. I had to improvise. I quickly grabbed the large pillows from the couch and set them on the floor. I stepped on them and slid my dick back into her sloppy pussy.I was fucking her long and hard, she was so sloppy wet and loose, that the only feeling I was getting was from the newness of her pussy and the fact of who I was fucking enhanced the feeling. Somehow someway she was moaning the whole time, she was nearing her climax, when I felt her body shake and her loose sloppy pussy clamp around my.